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At this time, Chen Hao and the rest were flying high up in the sky. They did not need transportation at all, their flying speed was faster than airplanes to begin with.

Chen Hao and the others did not say anything when they left the church, it was obvious that they were using an extremely free system. Furthermore, Zhu Bite had told them that they had some kind of internal force, so A Ruisi and the others did not mention their recent experiences to the High Priest or their friends.

Currently, there were four people out there searching for someone who could read these words.

Soon they were over France... Provence is in the south of France, stretching from the Mediterranean coast to the hill-country, with the Big River Phone flowing through it. Many of the historical towns and cities have left behind a medieval architecture with an ancient flavour that has been known since time immemorial for its beautiful sunlight and blue sky.

Then, Chen Hao and the others started to want to go to the town to search for clues. Chen Hao discovered that the people here had a simple and carefree lifestyle; a type of carefree, calm, and carefree lifestyle;

When Chen Hao was on the road, he would stop to pay his respects to any passerby, and say no, but he would still casually chat with you like where someone might recognize you.

The small town inside was completely surrounded by lavender, a gust of wind blew past the lavender, a dense valley was decorated with a green color, smoke kept rising from the pipes of the buildings, a slightly spicy fragrance mixed with the burnt grass wafted through the mountains, over the white limestone, even in summer it looked like the snow-white Mount Fengdu, through the vast expanse of the golden sunflower garden, and finally stopped in a land of purple clouds.

Although this was an extremely beautiful place, everyone was obviously too busy to watch. They kept on asking the bystanders, and it was already dusk, Chen Hao and the rest did not have any leads, and they were already wasted on the first day.

At this time, Chen Hao and the rest were wandering around the main street, searching for a hotel. They would stay here first and see how things were going tomorrow.

Just as Chen Hao was walking down a street, he intentionally or unintentionally looked towards a room, and saw a figure inside lecturing in high spirits, which immediately attracted his attention.

Chen Hao then suggested: "

Why don't we go over and take a look? There's a person in there who seems to be having fun with his speech.

"

There were no other objections. After all, there weren't many people left on the street. There were only scattered people walking on the street. There were no clues as to which house they were heading to.

When Chen Hao entered the vicinity of the door, Chen Hao heard a voice in French coming from inside. It was obviously not difficult for the current Chen Hao to understand these languages, he only heard that the voice of the person who spoke the French was a little hurried.

Chen Hao pushed the door open and entered. There were about seven or eight people inside, but judging from their expressions, they did not seem to care much about the content of the speech.

Chen Hao indicated to the person who was giving a speech on the stage before finding a seat to sit down. This room was extremely messy as it was filled with all sorts of blueprints and scales. A pile of drafts was piled as high as half a person's height on the ground.

Chen Hao stared intently at the speaker. He looked like a typical Frenchman wearing an old-fashioned suit, but his nose had an extremely heavy gold frame around it. Even from so far, Chen Hao could see that he was a person with high myopia.

At this moment, he was giving an excited speech. Although the people around him were not interested in what he was saying, and he was at odds with the people around him who lived a leisurely life, he was talking excitedly while dancing, and his French was as rapid as a cannonball. If one was distracted, one would not know what he was talking about, but his eyes were shining brightly as if he was talking about something he wanted to say.

Do you know how magical this place is? There are many lost continents that have yet to be discovered, and you will definitely think that this is a world that has only appeared in legends, but you are wrong, he is not dreaming, there was a place called the Atlantis many years ago, they already possessed an extremely developed civilization ten thousand years ago, they have their own set of transportation systems, and they even used some very mysterious powers. This is not a myth, before this, there are already many ancient civilization's monolith inscriptions that approve of the existence of the Atlantis.

Chen Hao's heart could not help but thump loudly. He was researching the Atlantis, maybe he would know something, but he didn't expect that it was intentionally planted to not blossom, unintentionally planted into the shadows of the trees, and then slightly sat up straight and started to listen seriously.

After saying that, he paused for a moment and started to list out some photographic evidence, but Chen Hao and the others were unable to understand the complicated words on it … I discovered some broken inscriptions in one of the inscriptions that hinted that the Atlantis was near the Irish Islands, so I suggested that we go find this lost continent and resurrect their former glory. It shouldn't be at the bottom of the sea like this, let's set up an expedition team and go take a risk! "

After the speech, the French face revealed a mouthful of white teeth... He looked around at the men in suits and suits, but no one spoke.

His smile gradually froze … He once again refused to give up and said, "Please believe me, the result of my translation with my grandfather …"

One of the slightly skinny old men slowly stood up and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xia Er, but we cannot waste our money to send an adventure team to carry out a mission that has no basis in the first place. This is only a common rumor among the people, and no one will believe you like this, we are truly unable to help you."

With that, he led the crowd towards the door.

Xia Er could not help but bite his lower lip, and then extended his hand to grab the old man's hand again: "No, Mister, please believe me …"

After saying that, he frantically grabbed a pile of blueprints he had drawn and started explaining them one by one, hoping that the old man would believe him.

Seeing that, the old man impatiently shook Xia Er's hand off: "You idiot, don't talk about your grandfather who has been dreaming all day, there are no Atlantis in this world!"

The scroll in Summer's hands fell to the ground …