Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 356: Riding a Missile?

Upon hearing this, people from all ethnic groups agreed that it made sense and nodded in agreement.

Elder Mu Yu said:

"Then let's make it permanent, and the portal size should be the same as that of the Great Xia. The Treant's fortress is quite large, and we'll also need to transport ships in the future."

The dragon Adis nodded; he was not short of money.

"That's right, follow the Great Xia's method!"

Warwick's side, the demand isn't that great, he said:

"It can be permanent, but the portal size should be built to the standard size."

He doesn't need the fortress apron of the treants, nor ships, nor the super cannons of the dragons; ordinary is enough.

Although Thorin the dwarf doesn't currently have a custom weapon, he thinks opening a portal would be more convenient.

The dwarves, wanting to make it easier to imitate in the future, certainly can't just look at the present.

That big airplane looks so tempting.

I wonder how well the tribesmen have done with their tank replicas...

He thought to himself, and said:

"Let's open ours to ten meters wide, as long as the plane can be dismantled and it can pass."

Kyle noted everything down, nodded, and quickly wrote on the parchment with a brush, then proceeded to quote prices.

"The Elf King's City is not far from the Great Xia fiefdom, but it's large in scale, and the price is..."

"Dwarven Mountain City, far away, convenient teleportation portal, price is..."

"The orc tribe is quite far away, but its size remains the same; it requires..."

"The dragon's lair is the furthest and largest, requiring..."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the representatives from various ethnic groups changed.

Adrian's eye twitched.

"Your price is higher than usual; you're rigging the price!"

Thorin's beard trembled violently with anger. He pointed at Kyle, and after a long pause, managed to utter a single sentence.

"Does the God of Holy Light know how black your heart is?"

Warwick also frowned, his expression grim.

The dragon race was already at odds with the holy humans, and upon hearing the price, they knew they had been ripped off, and immediately glared angrily at Kyle.

Kyle gave a cold laugh.

"Gentlemen, this is a time of war."

"If we establish regular trade routes, will the demons allow you to transport goods safely?"

"Besides, you're not the Great Xia, so you can't enjoy cost price."

"Market price is naturally calculated based on market demand!"

"If you don't agree, you don't have to build it!"

Representatives from all ethnic groups were seething with hatred.

But there's nothing they can do about Kyle.

The other party is right.

Although the portal is expensive, it is actually the cheapest option when considering security, time cost, and manpower consumption.

Adrian and Elder Muyu exchanged a glance and nodded.

"Alright, the elves have set out!"

Thorin gritted his teeth,

"Fine, damn vampires, I'll accept it even if it's just dwarves!"

"Does the God of Holy Light know how black your heart is?"

Adis snorted coldly.

"The dragons agree."

Seeing that everyone agreed, Warwick had no choice but to agree as well.

There was nothing he could do; the Holy Humans were also major customers of the Orcs, and he couldn't afford to offend them, so he remained silent.

Kyle smiled with satisfaction.

He took out parchment and a quill from his spatial ring and quickly wrote a letter.

The tip of the staff shimmered with a faint light, and the mark of the Holy Human race appeared on the letter.

Golden runes flowed across the surface of the parchment, emitting a faint glow.

Kyle stopped writing and took out four more crystals from his spatial ring.

The crystal is completely transparent, with faintly visible flowing light spots inside.

"You should also send someone back to inform them."

"To prevent your uninformed people from attacking as soon as the portal opens, causing it to fail to open."

He handed the crystal to the representatives of each tribe.

"This is a spatial crystal; I've already cast a positioning spell on it."

"At that time, I will open a portal from this Great Xia territory based on the location of the space crystal."

Representatives from various ethnic groups accepted the crystal.

It means there's no problem.

Representatives from various ethnic groups wrote letters, intending to send messengers.

After Kyle finished writing, he handed the letter and a spatial crystal to the Holy Knight behind him.

"Ride the Pegasus back to the City of Holy Light and deliver the letter to His Holiness the Pope."

"We request His Holiness the Pope to grant us permission to establish a portal with Great Xia, and also to open portals to Great Xia for all races."

The knight took the letter and nodded.

Lin Mo frowned as he watched this scene.

"Won't it be too slow to go back like this?"

When will the round-trip portal open?

He's still waiting for the elves to give him the World Tree seed!

Kyle explained:

"This place is too far from the other races, and communication crystals can't do it, so we can only rely on this method to transmit information."

Lin Mo stroked his chin, lost in thought. Should he give the other party a satellite phone call?

It doesn't seem like it will work.

Although the satellite has been launched, establishing global satellite communications is not a realistic possibility.

How long did it take for Earth to establish a satellite phone system? How many satellites were used?

The current number of satellites is simply not enough.

Not to mention regular mobile phones that require cell towers.

As for taking them back by plane?

There are no airports, and fighter jets have to be deployed to escort them along the way.

With all the underground cities on Earth now isolated, we need to conserve fuel.

He looked at a large amount of equipment in the distance, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Got it!

He clapped his hands and exclaimed excitedly:

"I have an idea!"

"You could send someone back in a missile!"

"If all goes well, we should arrive today!"

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Representatives from various ethnic groups: "???"

Zhao Gang: "???"

Surrounding soldiers: "!!!"

Look at this, is this even human language?

They've already launched a missile, how can they not expect anything to happen?

Lin Mo blinked, looking bewildered:

"What's wrong?"

"The missile is fast; it can arrive in just a few hours!"

"Aren't you in a hurry to deliver the message?"

Zhao Gang's expression was strange, but with people from all ethnic groups present, he couldn't refute them.

So he cautiously said:

"Commander Lin, is this feasible? Tell me your thoughts?"

Lin Mo was in high spirits, feeling that his idea was simply brilliant, and quickly said:

"Look how fast the missile is!"

"We Great Xia people can't do it, our bodies can't handle it, but you can!"

"If a sixth-tier warrior can withstand the explosion of a conventional missile, then the missile's acceleration is certainly no problem for them!"

"Just attach the sixth-order missile to it—Dongfeng Express, mission accomplished!"

However, his excited words left the representatives of all ethnic groups completely dumbfounded.

Anyone who first heard such an astonishing idea would be stunned for a long time.

The sixth-tier warriors behind the representatives of each race all took a step back in unison.

They recalled the mushroom cloud they had seen before, and knew the power of the Great Xia missiles.

Which of those who were bombed wasn't reduced to nothing but bones?

But now they are to be strapped to missiles?

A sixth-tier elven warrior's face turned pale, and his voice trembled.

"Lord Lin Mo, are you... are you serious?"

A sixth-tier orc swallowed hard.

"I'm uneducated, that thing... can people even sit on it?"

A holy human knight's legs went weak, and he prayed rapidly in his heart.

"By the Holy Light..."

Lin Mo looked at everyone's expressions and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't worry, it can be a blank cartridge; there's no warhead, so it won't explode!"

"It's just a bit faster and a bit bumpier, but there are no other problems."

"Tie it tight to ensure safety. If you're worried about getting hurt when you land, you can wear a parachute."

Representatives from all ethnic groups: "!!!"

Representatives from different ethnic groups looked at each other.

If that's the case... it doesn't seem like it's not entirely impossible?

Zhao Gang's eyes also suddenly lit up.

"That makes sense!"