Chapter 803: The Origin of the Wooden Signs (please vote for the big chapter)
two minutes ago
The flying small drone passed through the closed window and fell into the driver's seat of the car. Lena quickly put away the drone and threw it into the passenger seat.
Then she raised her head and glanced at the rearview mirror. Not far behind her car, a man dressed in casual clothes and holding a walkie-talkie was walking out of a corner. He was standing at a somewhat shabby intersection and looking around, seemingly looking for someone.
What.
On his chest, a pendant emitting a faint golden light could be vaguely seen hanging.
Raising her hand again and glancing at the time on her bracelet, Lena leaned against the driver's seat of the vehicle, her chest rising and falling.
The man in casual clothes in the rearview mirror has turned around and is walking towards this side cautiously and slowly.
Lena's hands tightly grasped the steering wheel in her hands, and she turned her head and glanced deep into the alleyway.
Bright lights illuminated the dark alleyway, and a dark, obviously heavily modified off-road vehicle covered with thick armor plates slowly drove towards the end of the alleyway.
The off-road vehicle stopped when it was still about twenty meters away from the entrance of the alley.
Immediately afterwards, a muscular, bald man with bandaged arms jumped out of the driver's seat of an off-road vehicle, took out a flashlight, and shined it from the depths of the alleyway.
The bright light of the flashlight shone through the exposed front of the dark car, and also faintly shone through the closed window of the passenger car.
In the next second, Lena, who was sitting in the car, tightened her grip on the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator.
The originally silent car seemed to be pushed by a huge force, and rushed out of the darkness like an ejection.
"Go after that car!"
The bald man immediately ran back and jumped on the SUV, shouting loudly.
Bright lights rushed out of the dark corridor, but as soon as they rushed out of the corridor, there was a soft "bang" sound.
A blurry figure was hit by an off-road vehicle, flew across the old street, and hit the building on the other side of the street.
"What the hell,"
The bald man hung on the outside of the off-road vehicle, looked at the figure who fell from the wall, and then shouted without hesitation, "Leave him alone and continue chasing the car."
"Dirty unbeliever, do you want to die?"
At this moment, the figure who was knocked away staggered to his feet, roared, rushed out like a gust of wind, and punched the bald man.
"What an idiot."
The bald man rolled his eyes, raised his fist, and punched the figure in the heart with a roaring wind.
At this moment, golden light instantly covered the figure's chest, blocking the fist.
The figure was smashed and flew out again.
This time, he seemed to finally wake up. He glanced at the man in front of him and seemed to realize something. He immediately picked up the walkie-talkie hanging on his chest and said, "Heretics found! Please support immediately! Heretics found..."
He just came to chase a suspicious drone, but he didn't expect to get a big harvest here. The photos of every wanted heretic were sent to their bracelets.
But before he could finish speaking, a cold sword light struck him.
The golden light once again covered his whole body, forming a simple armor, but the body of the attacking figure was also covered with fine lines in an instant.
The sharp sword cut through the golden armor easily, and with a splash of blood splashing on the wall, the figure on the walkie-talkie instantly split into two pieces.
"Hey, are you still there? If you hear me, please answer me! If you hear me, please answer me!"
A vague human voice came from the intercom.
boom--
The hard leather shoes crushed the white walkie-talkie to pieces. The bald man swung away the torn bandage and put away the big knife, "What the hell, trouble, this Lena has something."
He jumped into the off-road vehicle again and looked at the driver, "Hurry up and call out all the brothers who are ambushing around. She can't run far. We have to find her before those heretics."
Shortly after the off-road vehicle left, several men in white robes quickly rushed out from behind the intersection and stopped in front of the figure that was split into two.
The leading man in white robes glanced at the blood flowing along the shattered street, and then at the two newly left ruts, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said quickly,
"The heretics are found. They are running away to the northwest. They seem to be chasing something. There is a suspected danger of Class C among the heretics. Please ask for support."
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Bright lights shine in the quiet living room
The old man standing at the door seemed to hear the commotion in the distance. He raised his head and glanced at the window of the living room. He walked slowly to the sofa and sat opposite He Ao. He glanced at the hot coffee in front of him and revealed a hint of
gentle smile,
"It seems that my 'companions' from the church who may be able to provide me with help have been discovered by people from the Esoteric Cult? Am I now 'isolated and helpless'?"
"Just creating some quiet time for us to talk, isn't it?"
He Ao opened a small white ceramic jar with a plastic clip on the coffee table, revealing the crystal-clear sugar cubes inside, "Do you need some sugar?"
"Then I'd like to thank you for the hospitality first,"
The old man stretched out his hand, picked up three sugar cubes with tongs and put them into the coffee. Then he picked up the ceramic spoon next to the coffee cup and slowly stirred it.
"When I was young, I liked drinking bitter coffee and felt that life was always bitter. As I got older, I wanted to drink something sweet. As I got older, my friends around me passed away one by one, and I realized that things that I thought were bitter in the past were actually sweet.
Tasty."
He picked up the coffee and took a sip.
"If the person in charge of the secret sect here is a smart person, after seeing the strength I just showed, he will most likely focus on my church companions outside, while I will only send people to monitor
, waiting for reinforcements from their secret cult headquarters.
“In a two-front battle, those who have strong surveillance but do not act rashly, and those who deal with the weak can easily achieve results, can effectively maximize their own interests.
"And if this is the case, then there should be no Tantric people in this building now. It is indeed much cleaner, and you only need to face me alone.
"Originally, I wanted to choose this place so that I could search the house and pick up the mercenary lady at the same time.
“My high-profile appearance can also help attract attention from my fellow church members.
"But now it seems that this has made me passive."
The old man put the coffee in his hand back on the table, smiled and looked at He Ao who slowly took out the sugar cubes from the jar, "Little guy, the coffee is good, and the strategy is also good."
"but,"
He paused for a moment and asked in a low voice, "You seem confident that you can deal with this bad old man like me?"
"I don't have that much confidence,"
He Ao calmly picked up the spoon and stirred the coffee, his tone was calm, as if he was chatting with an old friend for many years, "But it depends on the person."
"The saying 'it all depends on human effort' is true,"
The old man carefully looked at the young boy in front of him, "I haven't met a child as smart and courageous as you for a long time. Are you interested in joining us? Maybe a hundred years from now, this position will be yours."
"Normally, I don't have any desire to believe in a god,"
He Ao picked up the coffee and brought it to his mouth, "It can easily affect the relationship between friends."
"Do you still have friends who firmly don't believe in gods?"
The old man shook his head regretfully, "It seems that he doesn't know much about the greatness of gods."
"Maybe, I don't know if my friends understand the greatness of gods."
He Ao took a sip of coffee.
Too little sugar was added, making it a bit bitter.
He didn't add milk, and the pure coffee still had a pungent astringency.
"Speaking of which, I have been thinking about it since just now,"
The old man stretched out his hand, picked up a piece of candy again, and put it into the cup, "So how did you know that I was the leader of the church? Through the mercenary lady? But I don't think I provided any more information to the mercenary.
Miss Bing is the right one."
"oh,"
He Ao held the warm coffee cup and responded softly.
The jacket was a bit too wide, and he held the cup with his slender fingers, while his palms were hidden in his sleeves. He looked at the old man's face, which clearly showed curiosity. After a brief pause, he said calmly, "Guess."
The old man's expression froze.
In fact, the process of He Ao's reasoning is not complicated.
The 'client' who assigned Lena the task seems to have a lot to do with the Eternal Old Church, but the extraordinary person from the Eternal Old Church who entered the inner church last night obviously did not recognize Lena.
The extraordinary person who can enter the inner church with a powerful extraordinary item like the Glory Sun Crown and can exert B-level strength cannot have a low status in the Eternal Old Church, and is very likely to be the top figure here in Winter City.
And none of them knew that someone had 'hired' Lena alone, and there was no clause in Lena's mission description to cooperate with their actions.
This proves that the 'client' who hired Lena is most likely someone of the same level as them, or even higher than them, and at least a B-level strongman, so that he can bypass them in assigning tasks.
Back to Lena's mission itself, the 'client' arranged for her to 'retrieve' the remains of Iroh's parents, but gave her a 'prop disk' that would make her almost certain to die and unable to complete the mission. This seemed a bit weird.
But if you think about it differently, what if the 'client' hopes that Lena's 'mission' is not to 'bring back the body'?
The 'client' never wanted Lena to come back alive from the beginning. His purpose from beginning to end was to have Lena activate the disc and then turn into a monster polluted by the eternal light.
Judging from the disk's affinity for the radiant corona, it is very likely that Lena will be attracted to the 'glory corona' after she turns into a monster.
After the disk is fully activated, there is a high probability that it will have some kind of positioning or 'traction' effect, taking 'Lena' to the correct 'destination'.
Therefore, 'Lena' itself is not the 'insurance' for retrieving the body, but the 'backup' for 'recovering' the glorious corona in the event of an accident.
But usually, a person at the same level will not go behind the back of a colleague who is at the same level to do such a 'backup' that may make his colleagues hate him, unless he receives an order from a higher level or some kind of
Permission, even he himself is the superior.
Many times, when there is such a situation where key personnel are behind the back of the mission, it is possible that some of these key personnel are already untrustworthy, and in order to avoid the leakage of the back-up, they are deliberately bypassed.
Based on Rockaway's situation in the Eternal Esoteric Cult, we can infer the situation of the Eternal Old Religion. Since the Eternal Religion can plant gaps in the Esoteric Religion, the Esoteric Religion may also have planted spies in the Old Religion.
Since last night's mission was carried out normally, it means that the spy in the old religion has not been identified at least at that time, but has been exposed, and there is a high probability that he is the same level as the B-level 'Glasses Man' last night
exist.
So all the 'B-level' strong men of the same level as the man with glasses should be suspects, and then the matter of arranging the back-up plan will not be left to them.
Therefore, entrusting Lena as the 'back-up' was most likely directly arranged by the bespectacled man's superior.
The only superior to the man with glasses is the 'leader' of the old religion.
Of course, these were He Ao's guesses, and they were not confirmed until he saw the old man in front of him appear at the door and directly 'scammed' the old man.
So he also said that he was just guessing.
The old man who was stunned after hearing He Ao's answer took a moment to react. He looked at He Ao and found that He Ao didn't look like he was lying.
Only then did he suddenly realize that he had just been 'deceived' by this kid.
He just looked at the boy's calm and confident expression, and thought that this boy really had some secret information.
"What a boy,"
He sighed, stirred the coffee in the cup, and said with a sigh, "I want you to join us more and more."
Then he looked at He Ao with interest, "So how are you sure that I will come here today? You can only guess?"
"not completely,"
He Ao looked back at the window behind him,
"Standing by the window of this room, you can just see the 'trading venue' you selected, right? Just look for a holographic projection and you will know everything.
"When you chose that seat, didn't you just want to monitor the transaction process and be prepared to rush over immediately if there was a problem with the transaction?
"and,"
He Ao turned around and stared at the old man in front of him,
"That wooden sign is very important to you, isn't it? You don't believe in your so-called 'church companions', so you chose this position just to see it with your own eyes and see if the wooden sign is possible."
Lost' in this room."
He looked calmly at the old man he saw, at the old man's wilderness wanderer's dress, and at the 'eagerness' deep in his eyes that shone with orange light.
"Now, I am sitting in front of you. Is your "eagerness" to draw me into the church the same as when you sold the wooden sign to my father in the wilderness?"
His voice was calm and slow, and he said word by word, "What you desire is not the 'talents' that can help you revitalize the church, but the 'chess pieces' that can help you achieve your goals."
"My child, your sensitivity and intelligence amaze me,"
The old man lowered his head and blew the smoke from the coffee cup.
"To be honest, I didn't expect that you could so perfectly 'fit' the talent sequence of the Hidden Viewer, and that you could still survive after experiencing the simple and crude inheritance of the ancient wizard.
"If you were born in the age of great catastrophe, you might become the top wizard."
He put the coffee cup to his mouth and took a slow sip, "But sometimes, it is better for people to be a little confused. At least confused people will be happy until they die."
"So what do you want to do with this 'Hidden Observer' talent sequence?"
He Ao held the coffee in his hand and stared at the old man's light brown pupils covered with orange light. "In other words, you want to help you find the 'truth monster' that is extremely sensitive to the truth due to the failed fusion of the hidden viewer's talent sequence."
what?"
The old man drank the coffee in the cup bit by bit, and then placed the empty coffee cup on the table. He looked at He Ao and asked with a smile,
