Chapter 28: Disarm!

“What form have the bugs disguised themselves as this time? Do we have any intelligence?” Sang Ling asked.

Yiyi shook her head. “Our organization doesn’t yet have a fully developed intelligence network. None of the institutions trust us, so the information we can obtain is extremely limited.”

“Even the base we use for training was acquired by the commander mortgaging all the assets he had accumulated over so many years.”

Shi Qiyuan frowned deeply. “Indeed, Colonel Qu’s family…”

That was right. The He Fist once used by He Bei consumed an enormous amount of aberrant power, and the strain it placed on the body afterward was equally immense. For someone at the Qi Origin Stage to reach such a level was already enough to rank it among the very best of all aberrant techniques.

“I’m not asking you to worry about whether she lives or dies. Just tell me how to make the cut.” The microchip was slowly turning red, urging Zhuo Nan on—their time was running out.

Thus, Duan Zhong’s words contained a very clear answer: no.

Princess Suo Yali looked at Duan Zhong’s somewhat clouded eyes, and her thoughts immediately fell into disarray. She kicked her horse lightly in the belly and began riding forward at a leisurely pace, while Duan Zhong silently followed behind.

Watching Gasla’s retreating figure, Cheng Cheng shuddered. The Gasla before her seemed utterly unfamiliar. Bu Yiluosi was in his hands—what did that mean? Bu Yiluosi was so powerful. Cheng Cheng refused to believe it, still clinging to the last trace of hope in her heart.

Bradley said, “I’m afraid I can’t help you, old sir. My city has only just been built, and this is precisely when I need money, so I can only apologize.”

“There is…” Zhuo Nan needed only a few words to stir everyone’s emotions. In their eyes, whatever Zhuo Nan said was a sacred decree; whatever he said was the truth. So long as they faithfully served Brother Nan, that day would arrive before long.

After learning of the situation, Tang Yikuan ordered the reconnaissance troops to keep watch on this Japanese heavy-mortar unit. The moment the enemy established another artillery position, they were to send a report immediately, giving its exact coordinates. At the same time, he ordered the field-artillery battalions of the three regiments to concentrate their fire and prepare to strike the Japanese forces. He also reported the situation to Tang Renxin.

The man appeared powerfully built and extraordinarily tall. Yet she had just noticed that he went to relieve himself with unusual frequency and had caught a peculiar odor emanating from his body. She was certain that he suffered from kidney deficiency. Even the strongest man became unthreatening once he possessed such a weakness, and she no longer feared that she had no chance of winning.

“All done.” Xiahou Zichen finished bandaging her wound, rose, and gently stroked her head. Seeing that her long hair was in complete disarray, he casually began combing it smooth for her.

Moreover, they had both chosen to undertake the mandatory mission at exactly the same time. It truly seemed like fate. Yuan Guanglong knew a little about these mandatory missions: they occurred once a month, and one could choose any day within that month to carry one out.

The black was the man’s clothing—a close-fitting black martial robe. His face was not concealed. Had anyone seen it at that moment, they would certainly have been frightened out of their wits. His features were fairly regular; it was only his eyes that were terrifying.

In truth, they were nothing more than a pair of eyes: round eyes, and black eyes.

At this hour, Cheng Lingzhi would usually be cooking. But today she was in such a foul mood that, after returning home, she had gone straight to the sofa to sulk. Thus, she knew the moment Situ Haoyu entered.

“Grandfather, no! You mustn’t…” Xue Niesheng cried out urgently.

Before she could finish, Xue Huangyuan leaped into the air and brought a palm crashing down toward Xiao Huan’s head.

“Your man? How come I never knew about him before!” Wei Zhuangchen had not expected her temper to be so foul. Unable to believe she dared speak to him that way, he pointed at her with a hand that trembled with anger.

Zhu Yingying nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Earlier, when they had been surrounded and Mo Langyue and Xiao Chengfeng had been injured one after another, she had been gritting her teeth in fury. But now, seeing Han Qingying’s pitiful appearance, her heart softened once more, and she yielded to her feelings.

Lin Yun noticed that, after the rules for the preliminary round were announced, everyone’s reaction was unusually intense. From the whispers around him, he learned that the rules had changed from those of yesterday’s preliminary round in the First District.

It seemed that yesterday’s competition had required contestants to hunt demonic beasts, with rankings determined by the levels and number of beasts hunted. As before, only the top two contestants would advance.