Embers Ad Infinitum

Soon, "Garibaldi" Giuseppe and Shang Jianyao hooked up and joined in the work of modifying the appearance of the Jeep.

Jiang Baimian looked at their backs and breathed a sigh of relief silently.

With this "reasoning clown", when "Garibaldi" Giuseppe returns to the company to report on his work, no matter what happens, as long as he does not meet an awakened person from the "last man" field who can look through his memories, the details will not be leaked. After all, the two prerequisites for the establishment of "reasoning" are "we all live and die together" and "we are all employees of the company", which makes "we belong to the same small team and should keep each other's secrets" This conclusion appears to be unbreakable in a sense.

Of course, as long as it is a conclusion led by the "reasoning clown", there is no statement that it will not be cracked. Jiang Baimian just feels that after "Garibaldi" Giuseppe enters the "Pangu creature", he may hear from the surrounding environment All the words mentioned are not enough to overthrow the "reasoning clown".

Not long after, the emergency modification was completed, and the stylish sapphire blue Jeep once again disappeared from the crowd.

Bai Chen drove Jiang Baimian and others all the way to a safe house prepared by the "Old Tune Team" in the Red Giant Wolf District.

——This did not help them escape from the Sikaluo Temple and get rid of the control of Zen Naga, so they did not think about the additional safe houses prepared at that time. There was no need to worry that Zen Naga had already mastered the corresponding locations with the help of "other mind powers". You can track it down later.

After parking the car and entering the house, Long Yuehong finally felt a little more at ease.

Jiang Baimian looked around and said:

"Remember to make up for the disguise later. Also, I have to go out tomorrow morning. On the one hand, I need to observe the direction of the citizens' rally in Hope Square and determine the follow-up plan. On the other hand, I need to get another radio transceiver, or use the corresponding We assemble the electronic components ourselves. In short, we have to report tonight's encounter to the company during working hours, notify Lao Ge and Lao Han at the agreed time period, and ask them to pay attention to the surrounding situation and not just guard against the people in the 'First City'. "

The reason why they don't do it tonight is because it's past contact time.

Although "Pangu Biology" had a telegraph operator on night shift, Jiang Baimian felt that it would be better to wait until tomorrow to report.

This further highlights how difficult it is for them to escape from the awakened person at the "soul corridor" level, thus hiding Xiao Chong's existence.

Moreover, all kinds of things happened one after another tonight, and Jiang Baimian himself suffered from the influence of the awakened person's ability many times. He felt that his mind was not as clear as usual. He wanted to take a sleep and then sort through it carefully to determine what should be reported and what should not be reported.

Her preliminary plan is:

Xiao Chong's boos were blurred into Wu Meng's boos, and the "freezing" of the critical moment was pushed to Du Heng, the mysterious antiquities scholar. Anyway, the other party arrived at the "freezing" scene not long after.

"Okay." Bai Chen had no objection to the team leader's arrangement.

Long Yuehong was a little timid:

"Team leader, we don't actually need to observe the direction of the citizens' rally closely. If something bad happens, we are likely to be directly involved.

"We're just trying to take advantage of the chaos, and we can wait until the chaos has spread before we think about what to do."

Jiang Baimian nodded gently and said:

"I understand your concerns.

"The observation direction I am talking about is not close observation, but in the process of searching for the radio transceiver, using radio, television, and the reactions of passers-by to collect some intelligence and speculate on the possible direction."

Long Yuehong suddenly breathed out:

"That's good."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh:

“Now I know what it means that there is a world outside the sky and there are people outside the world.

"If it weren't for the awakened person at the 'Soul Corridor' level who was too cautious in the early stage and we had certain trump cards, we wouldn't have been able to survive. And Xiao Chong seems to be many times more powerful than him. No wonder Du Heng said he could destroy Drop a city.”

When Bai Chen heard this, he coldly replied to Long Yuehong:

"As long as we are still investigating the reasons for the destruction of the old world and the origin of 'Wuxin Disease', we will definitely encounter such powerful enemies in the future, and they will become stronger and more terrifying."

Hearing these words, Long Yuehong once again deeply realized the grand and arduous goal of investigating the cause of the destruction of the old world and the origin of "Wuxin Disease", and in contrast, the insignificance and fragility of the "Old Tune Team" itself.

No wonder everyone felt ridiculous when they heard Shang Jianyao's mantra of "saving all mankind" and thought he was joking... Long Yuehong sighed in his heart.

Jiang Baimian was silent for a moment, unable to speak.

Shang Jianyao nodded and said:

“So we have to work hard to improve ourselves.

“I can’t wait to enter the ‘Corridor of the Soul’!”

At this moment, he is still so confident and full of motivation.

At this moment, Jiang Baimian recalled the beginning.

Shang Jianyao said: Isn't this great? When everyone is depressed, negative, and desperate, there is one person who keeps smiling and full of enthusiasm...

He has indeed fulfilled his promise... However, you still have the direction and possibility of improvement, but we... really have no direction and possibility of improvement? Various thoughts came and went in Jiang Baimian's mind.

She pondered for a moment and said:

"No matter what, let's get through this first, otherwise we will die in the First City.

"After that, when I return to the company, I will evaluate my own strength and the danger of subsequent tasks, and make a rational decision."

…………

Golden Apple District, No. 18 Minshi Street, General's Residence.

The old lion-like Phocas sat in a study with no lights and only illuminated by moonlight. He held the phone and kept giving orders:

"In the past three days, all entrances and exits have been under martial law. No matter which army holds whose warrant, no one can enter the city without the unanimous permission of the Senate...

"Starting tonight, the entire city is banned from flying. Even the drones and helicopters of the 'Hand of Order' must abide by it. Once warned, twice shot down...

"Maintain the order of the citizens' gathering tomorrow morning...

“No matter who, under any pretext, gathers at the Senate, the Government Affairs Office, the Commander-in-Chief’s Office, or the Supervisory Yuan, they will be arrested directly. Those who try to resist will first use tear gas and then consider killing them...

“Combine all military exoskeleton devices and bionic smart armors and deploy them in a unified manner...

"The Awakened make arrangements from time to time to prepare for accidents..."

Orders were handed down to different departments of the city defense army in such an orderly manner that Phocas' mouth went dry just talking about it.

Finally, he put down the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

He has already done what he should do. If there is going to be any large-scale turmoil, he can only take one step at a time.

Boom, boom, boom.

Someone knocked on the study door.

"Come in." Phocas, who was wearing a general's uniform, leaned back on his chair.

With a creak, the wooden door opened, and the yellowish light of the corridor wall lamp poured into the dim study.

It was quiet outside, and most people in the mansion seemed to have fallen asleep.

…………

In the Golden Apple District, on another street, is the mansion of Alexander, the censor of one of the two giants of the "Prime City".

The blond man with mottled blond hair, majestic figure and dressed in black casual clothes set his sights on his little daughter not far away.

The blond, blue-eyed and beautiful Jialolan no longer wears a gray-blue robe, but has put on a burgundy dress.

Every detail of this clothing is very exquisite, and the materials used are extremely luxurious. At first glance, it doesn't look like it was mass-produced by a machine.

"I thought you wouldn't wear these clothes anymore." Alexander nodded slightly.

He did not hide his relief, concern and a little sarcasm at all.

Gallolan looked indifferent and indifferent:

"Just a skirt."

The state she showed was:

There is no essential difference between this and a Taoist robe. They are both props used by humans to cover their naked bodies and maintain body temperature.

At this time, there was an explosion sound coming from a distance.

In the relatively quiet night, it was so obvious.

And there are more than one, some are big and some are small.

Alexander walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the direction of the explosion, and took the opportunity to teach his daughter:

"What you want needs to be exchanged for iron, blood, and a lot of lives. It doesn't mean that you can just pity them and go home and cause trouble for a while.

"You have been traveling in the dust for several years. You should not be as naive as you were before, right?"

Gallolan nodded:

"I see.

"That's why I hope that everyone will follow Zhuang Sheng's teachings, understand that there is no way to resist fate, and focus on understanding the existence of Tao. Over time, if you can clearly distinguish between truth and falsehood, you can completely get rid of the shackles. I hope For eternity.”

Alexander was speechless and held it in for a long time before saying:

"Then there would be no human society."

Gallolan was about to respond when someone suddenly knocked on the living room door.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Who?" Alexander raised his voice.

Outside the door is his butler:

"Sir, Ms. Cynthia is here to visit."