193: Chapter 193 Reconnaissance and Recovery, Enemy Traces Found (2)

Su Qingli connected Leng Feng's rubbing data to the Receiving Formation.

Once connected, the four sensor array pieces on the Formation Plate of the Receiving Formation simultaneously lit up with dense low-frequency fluctuation signals—the signal density was nearly thirty percent higher than she had estimated three days ago.

She adjusted the sensitivity of the Receiving Formation from "Standard" to "Fine"—every fluctuation captured by each sensor array piece would be individually rubbed down.

The rubbing paper roll at the edge of the Formation Plate began to rotate—the surface was densely covered with printed waveform lines.

The spacing between the waveform lines was shrinking—meaning the spiritual power reactions between the fluctuation sources were overlapping with each other.

"The sixth fluctuation source is the main force—the seventh is the vanguard."

Su Qingli tapped her finger on the position of the seventh fluctuation source on the Formation Plate.

The moment her fingertip touched the surface of the Formation Plate—the waveform line of the seventh fluctuation source jumped.

The jump was not large—but the frequency was extremely fast, not a low-frequency pulse but a high-frequency continuous signal.

"The vanguard arrives first—the main force follows behind."

"By the time the vanguard reaches the perimeter of the Ring Reef, the main force will arrive just in time—with an interval of less than half an hour in between."

Lu Changyuan walked from the chart table to the window.

Outside the window—at the easternmost sentry post on the Ring Reef, the Old Veteran was raising his observation scope.

The morning light had already begun to spread from the east toward the Outer Port—spreading across the sea surface on the east side of the Ring Reef.

The morning mist on the sea surface was dispersing under the morning light—turning from thick fog to thin mist, revealing the dark blue of the seawater beneath the thin mist.

"The seventh one—less than sixty li away."

Lu Changyuan turned around.

He moved his hand away from the window frame—and walked to the chart table.

On the speed line marked by Leng Feng on the chart table—the time corresponding to sixty li was less than an hour.

Within an hour, the vanguard would reach the perimeter of the Ring Reef.

He picked up the duty roster for the outer perimeter defense line from the corner of the table.

The duty roster marked the duty hours and number of personnel on watch for the twelve sentry posts.

He compressed the three-shift rotation into a two-shift rotation—each sentry post originally rotated in three shifts per day, with each shift lasting two hours.

After changing to two shifts, each shift would stand guard for one hour longer—but one person would be added to each sentry post.

In the fourth sector—the sector closest to the direction of the Dragon Burial Trench—the sampan patrols were increased from four shifts per day to six.

Each sampan was equipped with an emergency talisman—it did not need to pass through the Pier relay, and once torn, the signal would be transmitted directly to the Receiving Formation.

Old Mai Liu ran over from the Outer Port Pier.

He had just been on a patrol sampan in the fourth sector—after seeing Leng Feng emerge from the water, he immediately turned back to the port.

His cuffs were still stained with seawater kicked up by the sampan's paddles.

"Six sampans—three of them are to be transferred to the fourth sector."

Lu Changyuan marked the new assignment on the duty roster in Old Mai Liu's column.

The three sampans were concentrated in the sector closest to the Dragon Burial Trench—covering the narrowest but most dangerous section of that sector.

The other three sectors would be temporarily covered by the remaining three sampans in a cross-coverage pattern—the patrol radius of each sampan was expanded from three li to five li.

Old Mai Liu did not ask "Are three enough".

He glanced at the assignment on the duty roster—and then turned to walk out.

When he reached the doorway, he steadied himself on the door frame—the spot he touched was the section of the door frame worn smooth by the sea breeze.

Then he ran toward the Pier—the sampan had not yet come to a complete stop, and the oarsmen were still waiting on the gunwale.

Gu He's first batch of emergency hemostatic powder had been prepared—three hundred doses.

He divided the hemostatic powder into three hundred small porcelain bottles—each bottle had a label, and the label was written with the batch number and production date.

He packed the porcelain bottles into three rattan medicine chests—each chest held one hundred bottles.

A layer of waterproof tarpaulin was sewn onto the inside of the medicine chest lids.

He placed the three medicine chests at the entrance of the Lords Mansion—then poured two spare Bone-Repelling Paste pills from a black iron medicine gourd and handed them to Leng Feng.

"Bone-Repelling Paste—you used up more than half of the bag you took last time."

"These two pills are enough to last another deep-water patrol."

He placed the spare pills in Leng Feng's palm—the surface of the pills was a very deep brown, smelling like a mixture of rotten seaweed and rust.

Leng Feng put the pills into the waterproof bag at his waist—after putting them away, he patted the waterproof bag with his hand.

Su Qingli had finished writing the distribution list for the three hundred doses of hemostatic powder in the Formation Affairs Room.

Twelve sentry posts on the outer perimeter—three people per post, one dose per person.

Six sampan groups—three people per boat, one dose per person.

The rest were distributed to the Pier warehouse area and the temporary sentry posts at the Spirit Plant Garden.

After writing it, she handed the list to Leng Feng—Leng Feng glanced at it, then tucked the list next to his Grand Commander seal at his waist.

Lu Changyuan returned to the chart table.

He rearranged the four items: Leng Feng's Jade Slip of rubbings, the partial map, the fluctuation source distribution map, and the military issuance standard list.

Then he picked up the straight-line map drawn by Su Qingli—the map marked the distance from the sixth fluctuation source to Blue Moon Island.

He used a formation pen to add a line of text next to the marked line—the text was written in the blank space on the paper, and the brush tip pressed on the paper, occupying less than half a line.

"From discovery to engagement—less than two hours."

Leng Feng placed the Jade Slip of rubbings on the chart table—and tapped his finger on the position of the sixth fluctuation source.

The force of his finger pressing down left a tiny indentation on the surface of the chart paper.

"Two False Cores. Over a hundred Abyssal Beasts above Foundation Establishment. Distance to the Ring Reef—less than two hours."

Lu Changyuan's gaze moved away from the Jade Slip—toward the window.

Outside the window, at the easternmost sentry post on the Ring Reef—the Old Veteran was raising his observation scope.

The lens barrel of the observation scope reflected a very thin white light in the morning sun.

The green light of the repeater at the sentry post next to him was still on—the green light shone through the stone wall of the sentry post.

The Old Veteran adjusted the focus of the observation scope from long-range to mid-range by one notch—after adjusting it, he pressed the lens barrel down by two degrees.

The direction the lens barrel was pressed down—was directly facing the mouth of the Dragon Burial Trench.

The light of the green lamp on the repeater—flickered outward the moment the observation lens barrel was pressed down.