Chapter 137: Abandoning Red TapeAfter separating from Nino, Anti first went back to Nino's mansion and found Nie Hong, who was feeling bored to death there. When Nie Hong learned that An Ti had received such an important assignment, he was so surprised that he was speechless. "You're free anyway, do you want to come? But you probably will miss class, so pray that your teacher doesn't call your name." An Ti said. Nie Hong was eager to try after hearing the first half of the talk, but the second half poured cold water on her. She said dejectedly, "There is only one class in my grade at the Qi Academy. We see each other everywhere. We can tell who is missing just by looking at them." "If you want to go back, I should be able to take you to the teleportation point now." An Ti said. Now is the peak period of the parade. The demonstrators are not only targeting the inner city under the intensified emotions, but the people of Blue Star are also inexplicably implicated. However, Anti has just obtained a temporary high-ranking official position, so it is not a problem to find someone to help escort them. Nie Hong cheered up: "Forget it, I'll have to trouble you if I go back now, I'd better do my assistant job well!" Although Anti always felt that he was confident, maybe he thought that helping Anti would be a suitable reason to make up for the leave after returning? Wengerson didn't say that he couldn't bring other people. After all, this is a lot of work, and bringing some assistants is within a reasonable range. Seeing this, Anti turned around and said, "Let's go." An Ti usually took very long steps, so if he walked a little faster, Nie Hong would have to jog to keep up with him.
"Anti, who should we check first?" Nie Hong was eager to try. Holding the chicken feather as a token of authority, he probably wanted to disgust those old nobles in the dream world as an irrelevant dependent, and he was quite excited at this moment. "Craftsman." But Anti's first target was not the dignitaries whom he wanted to slap in the face. "what?" …… Zhuyang Industrial Park in the inner city of Sun City. Sun City’s training of craftsmen is still unique today, and the “fertilizer” left by our ancestors has created a good soil. Zhuyang Industrial Park is a gathering place for Sun City craftsmen. On weekdays, many craftsmen come and go here, and work and teaching are carried out here. However, the industrial park was very deserted at this time, with some items scattered all over the ground, which could be described as a mess. This place is very close to the core node of Zhuyang, so the actions of the Night Chaser Church that day also caused serious impacts here. Standing here now, you can still hear the sound of fighting on the Evernight Defense Line not far away. If you look carefully, you can easily see the frantic shadows of some Evernight creatures in the distance. Now Sun City is too busy to repair this place, and all work has been suspended. Except for the most important Xin Zhuyang. Xinzhuyang's engineering team is still here because it is difficult to relocate and safety can be guaranteed. Anti walked towards the location he had found out, finally entered a building, and then went deep underground. The Xinzhuyang Project was carried out secretly underground. According to what Anti learned from Nino, the new Yang-casting project had been underway for a long time. The earliest can even be traced back to several years ago. At first, it was the craftsmen of Sun City who discovered the problem and secretly mobilized forces to try, but later they found that their abilities and conditions were limited, so they began to seek help from Rising Sun City. There has always been a small amount of personnel exchanges between the two sides, gradually advancing the projects of the new and old Zhuyang.
Until last year, the project was completely under the control of Suncity. But they can no longer hold on. This project could not be completed by simply providing technical guidance through personnel exchanges, so after careful consideration, Sun City finally made the right decision in this regard. Daring to seek help from capable people, craftsmen from Rising Sun City moved in on a large scale just a few months ago. As a result, the Xinzhuyang project progressed rapidly. After overcoming most of the difficulties, confirming the success rate and hoping to get greater human support, they recently held a related press conference. Relying on the token of the city lord, Anti was able to move freely in this heavily guarded place. Finally, we found the engineering team busy at work in the somewhat cold underground. "Tsk tsk, although my impression of the mixed dream world has always been that of the fantasy Middle Ages, the cyber sense brought by the miracle technology always makes me feel quite disappointed." Nie Hong said as he looked at the mechanical circuits around him. Led by the guards, Anti continued to go deeper. The tip of a huge iceberg gradually appeared before our eyes. It looks like a sphere overall, but in fact it has a very complex structure, with dazzlingly complex miracle mechanisms forming exquisite shapes arranged on it. The core is a huge octahedron, and a strong sense of miracle inspiration can be felt nearby. "What's going on?" Anti suddenly heard a familiar old man's voice, followed by footsteps approaching quickly. The old man Jin Zhenggang, who had met An Ti once, walked towards him, accompanied by many craftsmen, all of whom were wearing heavy work clothes. When he saw An Ti, he frowned. "Hello, sir. I'm here on behalf of Sun City to learn about the situation in Xinzhuyang." Anti went straight to the point. "Haven't we been reporting our progress?" Jin Zhenggang didn't seem to recognize An Ti, whom he had met once before, although he probably wouldn't care much even if he recognized him. "Some additional collection to provide a basis for some internal issues." Although Anti's tone was flat, he was polite in his words. "What a waste of time." Jin Zhenggang has never liked Sun City and its residents. Now that Anti came to him during working hours, it was a great offense in itself. Just as Anti was about to speak, an alarm suddenly sounded above his head. Boom—— Suddenly, a loud noise was heard somewhere in the engineering group, and the surrounding area shook violently. Anti:? No, maybe the frequency of explosions in the places he had been to was a little higher. "Alert! Someone has sneaked in to destroy Xin Zhuyang!" The radio in the base suddenly sounded, and then explained the cause of the explosion. "Damn it! What are you doing! Stop them immediately! Where did these intruders come from?!" Jin Zhenggang said anxiously. At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed into the group of craftsmen headed by Jin Zhenggang. "Zhu Yang Yong..." puff!
Before he could even utter a word, the white whip blade flashed and directly wiped the opponent's neck. Blood splattered directly among the crowd, scaring all the craftsmen. Especially Jin Zhenggang, the whip blade almost brushed his nose just now. An Ti retracted his whip and looked around: "It's time to work, Nie Hong, keep an eye on them." After saying this, before Nie Hong could speak, Anti suddenly tapped the ground with his cane and disappeared from sight. …… The engineering team's base was in chaos. The sudden attack made the craftsmen, who had originally thought that it was at least safe, panic. The attackers had two targets, the unfinished Xinzhuyang and the chief craftsman. Fortunately, the quality of most attackers did not seem to be that high. They were basically suicide attacks, and the guards were able to subdue them with timely response. But not all attackers were a mob. Swish! Several guards were stabbed in the neck by scimitars and fell dead in the corridor with their eyes open. Cruz is a mercenary from the Dream World of Blue Star. Compared to Blue Star, as long as you are willing to look for orders in the Dream World, you can get a lot of them. Murder, arson, robbery and other such cases are everywhere. The order he received this time was more difficult, but the reward was very generous. Considering that he had enough life locks, he thought it was worth a try. "Is it because the Night Chasers released a bunch of monsters? The guarding here is a lot easier than I thought. It seems that I found a loophole. This is a good job." Cruz was complacent. He has the habit of getting relevant information before accepting an order, and now he feels that his habit is extremely correct. Having easily received a generous reward, he was already thinking about how to spend it. As he was thinking, he grabbed a craftsman in front of him and stabbed the thin scimitar in his hand directly into the other's eyes. He paused for a moment as the other screamed before stabbing it into the brain to kill him. "A bunch of pigs, arguing about what kind of beliefs and pursuits they pursue every day. Miracle? Who cares if it's a miracle or not? It's just a useful tool, isn't it?" Cruz shook his head. Leaving the corpse behind, he walked towards the huge new Yang in front of him. He took out a miracle item and held it in his hand. This was a special "miracle bomb" that was equipped with explosive killing miracles to blow up this place. There were many competitors on this trip, but it now seemed that he was the first to arrive here. But before he could continue to be happy, he suddenly saw someone standing in the darkness in front of him. Quickly shaping his body to strengthen his vision, he saw a man in a coat standing quietly with several corpses lying at his feet. Cruz's arrival had been noticed by the other party. He noticed that the man in front of him turned around to face him, holding a small weapon in his hand that looked unintimidating. To be honest, it's hard to even call it a weapon. It's more like a tool someone uses to cut weeds. A small purple-black sickle. The scene was a bit weird, but after careful consideration, Cruz decided not to retreat.
He is a noble Blue Star person with sufficient life locks, so he can escape unscathed even if the situation goes wrong. As he thought of this, he saw the man hold the small sickle in his hand horizontally in front of his chest, and gently stroke the blade with his other hand. If it were any other weapon, this posture might be a bit imposing, but it even looks a bit funny when used with such a small sickle. Suddenly, the opponent started suddenly and sprinted towards Cruz. Cruz raised his scimitar and parried easily... Bang! There was a muffled sound, which was totally different from the sound of two light sharp weapons colliding! Cruz staggered back, his arms numb and his face filled with shock. That was a toy-like scythe that was not much bigger than a dagger, right? Why did he feel like he was hit by a big sword? ! The opponent approached again with small steps and stabbed lightly with the sickle. The distance was very close, and there was not much room to dodge, so Cruz subconsciously held up his knife to block, but this time he concentrated more on shaping his body just in case, and used both hands to parry. Bang! He staggered again and retreated uncontrollably. Damn, how come it's heavier! Obviously, the opponent's close-range stabbing force should be lighter than the previous stab! This is totally unreasonable! It is not a miracle! What kind of miracle can have such an effect? ! The opponent didn't give Cruz much time to react. He swung the sickle and stabbed at a high frequency. Cruz, who was also a master of short weapons, was willing to say that it was a pleasing sight. But... the premise is that your small sickle is really a small short weapon! Cruz persisted for several rounds in the embarrassment of constantly trying to maintain his posture and being defeated again, and suddenly he felt that his body had become a little sluggish without him knowing when. By the time he realized that something was wrong, it was already too late. The small sickle stabbed continuously, immediately shaking him off his stance. The second time, before he could mobilize his sluggish body, it pierced into his neck and then swept across with force. Stab it! The life lock was broken instantly, and Cruz retreated while covering his recovered neck, finally creating some distance. Fear began to spread from the bottom of my heart. Something was very wrong! The person in front of him just silently took those light steps, not paying attention to his resurrection, and continued to stab... (End of this chapter)