"There are twelve characters in my sect, and they are assigned names. When you are the tenth generation's disciple... When you are ranked, it is the character of 'enlightenment', and I will give you a Dharma name of 'Sun Wukong', okay?"
By this point in Wang Jun's narration, the Wuxin doll was no longer in his hands.
The doll's expression was lively, like a living person, holding up its skirt and walking in the air, dancing and laughing, "Good story, good story, what next?"
The curiosity in her eyes was like water and mist, almost filling her eyes.
Wang Jun said: "Of course the Monkey King kept saying yes, and from then on he took Sun Wukong as his name."
"What happens next?" The Wuxin puppet jumped onto Wang Jun's shoulder and kissed his cheek affectionately, "Say it quickly! Say it quickly!"
Wang Jun read out a poem: "At the beginning of Hongmeng, there was no surname. To break the stubbornness, it takes enlightenment."
"It's amazing, but I don't understand very well," the Wuxin doll shook its head from side to side and urged, "Hurry up and tell me the follow-up!"
Wang Jun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and shook his head, "Let's listen to the explanation next time."
"How, how can this happen?" Wuxin Doll's little face slumped, "I haven't even had the pleasure of it yet."
Looking at her aggrieved expression, Wang Jun said: "You have to listen to the story slowly. I've finished telling the first part this time. I'll tell you the second part next time."
"Okay," Wuxin Doll nodded aggrievedly and kissed Wang Jun's cheek again, "You are absolutely not allowed to go back on your word."
"Definitely!" Wang Jun nodded, but there was a murmur in his heart - showing intimacy is considered a success of the ceremony, but this is different from what was promised.
The information given in the blueprint is that if the puppet lady steps on the storyteller's cheek with her boot, the ritual will be completed.
But if my cheek was kissed twice in a row, what should I do?
…………
When Wang Jun performed the ceremony, the underground satellite city was still undergoing drastic changes.
Scattered boulders float in mid-air, surrounding a small sun in the center of the top.
Under the shining light, the runes on the top of the rock, the walls, and the ground revived one by one.
The lit runes awaken from the past.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple...
The brilliance of countless colors is scattered in every corner of the underground satellite city.
The vibrations in the ground calmed down, and the precision machinery buried deep under the soil interlocked with each other. The heat energy bursting out of the magma was extracted and poured into various key points of the underground satellite city along the transistors.
A huge spherical mask emerged out of thin air, enveloping this satellite city that was resurrecting from sleep.
Immediately afterwards, many building doors that could not be opened opened automatically.
A man wearing bright silver armor, holding a huge bow, and a long sword on his waist walked out. Looking from a distance, they looked like sculptures.
Li Xuanchen boldly jumped into the shadows to observe closely.
"Master, these guys are very similar to the sculptures at the entrance of our Black Front Alley, except that ours is black and these guys are all silver."
From a long distance away, he shouted.
Suddenly, the three surrounding sculptures raised their bows and pointed them at Li Xuanchen.
The six eyes glowed with bright silver flames, as if they were identifying Li Xuanchen.
Li Xuanchen subconsciously wanted to escape and used the power of shadow, but the three sculpture guardians were surrounded by bright silver light, growing from small to large, like three small suns.
Immediately afterwards, a beam of light shot from the sky.
After being framed by the beam, Li Xuanchen could not get out or run away, and even mobilizing his extraordinary power was very difficult.
His mind was electrified, so he used his last resort and shouted loudly:
"Master, help me!"
Ye Zhen came floating in the air and glanced at the guardian of the sculpture.
"Don't worry, they mean no harm."
The next scene confirms this statement.
The guardian of the sculpture put down the giant bow, restrained the flames in his eyes, and said in a slightly mechanical voice:
"Certification successful, human, no harm record, unnecessary removal of targets, life level up to standard, certified as a legal citizen."
Immediately afterwards, the sculpture opened its palms, opened and closed its palms, and unexpectedly there was an extra white jade token.
The guardian of the sculpture continued:
"The token is dripping with blood, and the aura of life is infused into your name. From now on, you will be a member of Guard Town No. 3 on the outskirts of the Western Capital City."
"Permissions are as follows: free entry and exit to No. 3 Wei Town, and reporting to and from the Western Capital."
The words fell, the light beam dispersed, and the token flew into Li Xuanchen's arms.
The other sculpture guardians performed the same process on Ye Zhen.
"Certification successful, human elite, no crime record, unnecessary removal of targets, life level exceeding the first level indicator, certified as an elite citizen."
Hearing this, Li Xuanchen was dumbfounded, "Why? Master, you are an elite citizen, and I am a legal citizen?"
Ye Zhen's eyes were steady and he said calmly: "You don't need to think too much about reasonable things."
Immediately afterwards, Cao Qingxun, Su Qinjue, and Feng Xiao were also defined as elite citizens.
Li Xuanchen, who wanted to scold his mother, put his hands in his hands and looked puzzled: "I don't understand, I don't understand..."
He muttered as he walked to Feng Xiao.
Feng Xiao grinned and said with a bold smile: "What's wrong?"
"I don't understand!" Li Xuanchen said: "Master, Mistress, and Mr. Cao are all at fault. They are all at level 4, but Sister Fengxiao, you and I are at the peak of level 3. Why are you an elite citizen?
I am not."
Feng Xiao frowned and thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he threw an uppercut.
BANG!!!!!
The fist hit Li Xuanchen in the abdomen.
He bowed like a shrimp, opened his mouth and spat out sour water, and a little crystal appeared in the corners of his eyes.
"Damn it, eldest sister, you don't have martial ethics, why did you hit me for no reason?"
Feng Xiao retracted his fist and waved it in front of Li Xuanchen, "This is the answer."
Li Xuanchen:(╬▔Pan▔)╯
Zhang Zhang was about to speak, but when he saw a fist as big as a sandbag still shaking in front of his eyes, he immediately made a conscious choice.
"Sister, what you said makes sense." Li Xuanchen wiped the sour water from the corners of his mouth and smiled.
Bang~~Bang~~
Feng Xiao slapped Li Xuanchen on the back and said seriously: "Your combat power is too low at the same level. Come to me when you have time and I will help you with special training."
Hearing the word special training, Li Xuanchen's psychological shadow expanded rapidly, and he said with a sad face: "No, no need, I'm okay, and I'm still ranked in the top twenty among the Federation's lv3 extraordinarys."
Feng Xiao said: "Twenty is useless. If you are not number one, you will be a stepping stone for others."
"Then I'm just a stepping stone." Li Xuanchen made a witty remark and quickly hid in the shadows.
…………
Deep underground in City 36, the Lost City.
Zhao Changqing was wearing a red and black combat uniform, thick leather military boots, holding bayonet-mounted pistols, and was running quickly through the streets.
Behind him, dozens of Izumo Ryūji members followed closely.
"The first group will follow me in the frontal attack, the second group will provide support, and the third group will surround the rear. We must not allow these pure blood-loving bastards to leave safely."
"If you dare to invade the territory of our Zhao family, we will make sure they never come back today."
A uniform response came: "Yes."
The members of Izumo Ryūji are divided into three groups.
The first group, with a total of 12 people, quickly gathered their formation and followed Zhao Changqing closely.
The second group of more than ten people concealed their figures, hid their steps, and disappeared into the dark streets of the underground city as if they did not exist.
Members of the third group stepped on the ground and walls one after another and jumped over the building next to them.
A few minutes later, the three groups of members reunited and successfully surrounded the Blood Hunters of the Blood Worshiping Sect.
There is a wall at the end of the dim alley, and the doors and windows of the buildings on both sides are closed. Due to the special building materials of the Lost City, even if a transcendent below level 3 attacks, it will not leave any traces.
There are five hunters of the Blood Worshiping Sect, wearing blood-red priest robes, hoods on their heads, and crying faces with blood-red background and snow-white teardrops on their faces.
"Things must be sent back, and there is no room for failure in this cooperation."
The five hunters looked at each other, and the leader issued an order:
"Sacrifice your life and activate the forbidden object."
His fists were suddenly clenched, broken wood chips were scattered between his fingers, dark lines were outlined on the ground, circles were quickly drawn, and the circles were filled with complex patterns.
"Stop them!" Zhao Changqing arrived with his team and gave the attack order without saying anything. He finally added: "Just leave one alive."
The members of Izumo Ryuji appeared. Some were standing on the top of the small building, some were crouching by the eaves, and some were walking on the flat alley.
Their common feature is holding a laser rifle.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...
Under the baptism of gradual and orderly shooting, within three seconds, the hunters of the Blood Advocate Sect will be beaten into a hornet's nest.
A hunter lifted her hood, her long black hair fell like a waterfall, and her beautiful melon face was covered with blood lines and glowed with a bright red light.
With her head held high, she stepped forward, opened her hands, and said in a high-pitched voice:
"We worship the source of blood, and we return to the spirit."
The laser was distorted by inexplicable power, refracted in mid-air, and penetrated her body.
Blood flowed from hundreds of wounds, spurting out like fountains, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.
A strange smile of relief appeared on her lips.
Bang!!!
The person and his clothes exploded into blood-red mist, covering the blind spot at the end of the alley in an instant.
"Master, this is a common escape method used by the Blood Worshipers."
The man whose left arm was replaced with a robotic arm said something.
Zhao Changqing turned his face and said coldly: "Intercept at all costs and don't let anyone go."
"Killing is allowed when necessary." He added with flames of hatred in his eyes.
The blood mist filled the air, and the air was filled with a fishy-sweet fragrance. The members of Izumo Ryuji seemed to have demonic seeds growing in their eyes. They heard the dripping sound of blood dripping in their ears, which was like white noise on a rainy day, lulling people to sleep.
"Don't move, don't enter the blood mist easily." The man whose left hand was replaced with a mechanical arm reminded loudly.
He twitched his nose, recognized it for a moment, frowned and said:
"The smell of blood mist has a hallucinogenic effect."
There was a soft click and steel rubbed against each other. He raised his left arm and ordered:
"Everyone has it, use a mask and turn on the oxygen internal circulation system."
Zhao Changqing was the first to respond. He pinched the left collar lightly with his fingertips. The buckle of the inner lining sunk downwards. There was a click and a tactile sensation.
Silk-like fabric emerged from the top side of the collar and quickly covered the lower half of Zhao Changqing's face, as if the skilled hands of heaven had completed weaving the mask in one second.
The protective mask is soft and comfortable, allowing the wearer to breathe freely without any influence, but it can shield harmful substances from the outside world.
The other members of Izumo Ryūna raised their right hands one after another and pointed at the collar on the left side.
A few seconds later, all members had protective masks on their faces. They raised their firearms and started shooting at the blood mist.
Hundreds of beams of light passed through the air, and the blood mist stirred up layers of ripples, but it could effectively block the laser beam.
"There is no need to continue shooting," Zhao Changqing said: "The blood mist has a protective stance and directly releases gamma light mist to negate the extraordinary effect."
呲呲呲~呲呲呲~
A sufficient amount of gamma light mist was sprayed out, and the sweet and fishy aroma quickly faded away. The blood mist retreated inch by inch as if it had encountered a natural enemy.
Zhao Changqing said: "Wen Yuan, you go and lead the charge."
"Take the order." The man took a step forward, swung his left arm, the mechanical prosthesis deformed, the internal parts were reassembled, and the arm suddenly turned into a weapon.
The palm was replaced with a thick sword blade, with three black steel pipes arranged on each side.
With his right arm against the base of his left arm, Wen Yuan lowered his waist and dropped his hips, took a steady stance, and shouted: "Go!!!"
The sound was sonorous, the gunfire was like thunder, and six steel cannons the size of ping pong balls penetrated straight into the last remaining blood mist.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
There were a series of explosions, fire scattered in all directions, and the blood mist disappeared.
The blood-red robes on the four hunters were in tatters, shrapnel had penetrated into their bodies, and blood was trickling down.
One of them was half-kneeling and half-sitting, his eyebrows were hollow, and he could not die anymore.
Two other people worked together to summon an earthen wall to block the aftermath of the explosion, but their bodies were in pieces and there was not a single piece of intact flesh in sight.
The reddish-brown internal organs were shattered on the floor, and the large and small intestines were hanging staggered and crumbling, and yellow and green liquid flowed from the small wounds.
The last one suffered a facial contusion and scraped off the skin on the left half of his face.
"You are late."
He smiled, and the shameless half showed his white teeth and red gums.
The dark lines on the ground formed a complete magic circle, and an ancient wooden door was half-open.
There was a flash of black light, and the woman with the missing left cheek was pulled into the door.
The old wooden door slammed shut, and dozens of laser beams were fired late.
Bang bang bang~~~~
Sawdust was flying in the wind.
Zhao Changqing rushed closer and waved his hands continuously, "No, no, they can run away?!"
"My subordinates recognize the taboos they use."
Wen Yuan took a few steps forward, rubbed the sawdust with his fingertips, and affirmed:
"Forbidden object b017, whose name is the Inverted Gate, is owned by the Kobe family."
Zhao Changqing exhaled turbid air, suppressed his anger, and said:
"Tell the old man that the Blood Worshiping Sect has indeed joined forces with the Kobe family."
After a while, Zhao Changqing reported back the mission status, and Zhao Xiuhe immediately issued instructions - to guard the core area of the Lost City with all his strength, the Zhao family was fully shrinking, and the core members must be moved underground.
"Old man, are you confused?" Zhao Changqing questioned: "Many industries in City 36 are managed by core family members. If you replace them all, what will happen to the industries above?"
On the other end of the intercom, Zhao Xiuhe's voice was solemn:
"Today, there were unusual movements in the core area of the Lost City. Nearly a thousand armed personnel from Red Umbrella Company, Leon, and Kobe have disappeared."
"Among them, 90% of the total number of level 1 transcendent warriors are in battle, and level 2 is no longer a minority. As for level 3, it is impossible to judge."
"The Blood Advocate sent more than one 5-man team, and within half an hour, there were 9 other teams that invaded."
"Although our people wiped out all of them, you missed one, and that one happened to be holding the Inverted Gate."
"The intelligence war has gone wrong. The opponent is a multi-party coalition. Our reinforcements may not be reliable, so we must make a comprehensive plan to defend against the enemy."
Zhao Changqing said: "Is the situation so serious?"
"It will only be more serious than you think," Zhao Xiuhe said: "All the nine major chaebols know how valuable the Lost City is. Tonight, a control tower in the core area lights up inexplicably, and the top of the tower shines with brilliance, condensing numbers -
—3. No one knows what this means, but everyone knows that once our Zhao family takes the initiative, they will never have the slightest chance again."
Zhao Changqing said: "In other words, they are likely to launch an attack today and fully invade the core area of the Lost City."
The hatred in his eyes was blazing, and he said word by word: "Where is the Tiger Man? Where can he be?"
There was silence on the other end of the intercom for a moment, and then he shouted:
"It's been so long and you're still thinking about that trivial thing. Don't be so damn impulsive. I can let you go usually, but this time I definitely can't."
Zhao Changqing did not answer.
Zhao Xiuhe said urgently: "You must be steady and don't be impulsive."
Zhao Changqing said coldly: "The report is over, my subordinates still have tasks."
"Whether it's a feint or a real attack, that's an unknown!" Zhao Xiuhe spoke three times faster.
The hatred in his eyes slowly condensed, Zhao Changqing said:
"I can be steady, but once the tiger's location is discovered, I must know it immediately."
Zhao Xiuhe replied: "Okay."
After hanging up the communication, Zhao Changqing calculated in his heart:
The Lost City is the home court of my Zhao family. If the tiger takes the initiative to invade, the Zhao family's power that was originally unmobilized in the plan to hunt the tiger can be used. Now we should contact Wang Jun and Qiangwei immediately.