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The strength of the vibration energy was extremely powerful, and because of that, the red apes from the outer village suddenly became alert.
Wu Jiu discovered that he was covered with a layer of armor on his upper body. It was very fast, but Wu Jiu didn’t yet know what it was for. This sequence was currently the strongest cutoff point.
The sequence had already activated—"Mirror Flower Water Moon—Sequence 81", his voice dropped in an instant.
"...wake me up when it’s over... I don’t need to be awake during the battle..."
It sounded like a mumbled admonition, somewhat dreamy. Zheng Yue listened to this while deeply asleep. Wu Jiu didn’t understand what Zheng Yue was doing.
Surprisingly, Wu Jiu heard a snoring sound after just a few short seconds, and Zheng Yue went straight into a sleeping state, seemingly dismissing Wu Jiu’s presence.
This was not a mace and shield situation, and it was very efficient because of the straightforward thinking. However, Zheng Yue seemed very lazy.
"Don’t wake me up afterwards either... remember that I need to sleep... but there is the first form where I don’t need to sleep, and the second form where I need to sleep—my power has two forms."
Zheng Yue said, his voice a little lighter.
"I’ve estimated that with my strength alone, the two of us can wipe them out," Wu Jiu said. Zheng Yue didn’t say anything, his eyes leaden with gravity.
Only then were these two people recognized as the peak of battle prowess, misunderstood as Chaos due to the white haze.
This was also why Captain Bai assigned Zheng Yue and Wu Jiu together; Captain Bai had been informed by Mechanism City’s monitoring group.
"Won’t you collect protection fees from lazybones like you, although you’re very lazy? Remember, I need to sleep... but there is the first form where I don’t need to sleep, and the second form where I need to sleep—my power has two forms."
Wu Jiu said.
Zheng Yue took a deep breath, seemingly to clarify his own logic to Wu Jiu.
"Just follow the simplest, most straightforward, most effective, and least complicated method without delay, and don’t bother me with all this talk," Zheng Yue said, rubbing his heavily dark-circled eyes.
"If they think we are just playing around with a small fight, a small disturbance, then raising the level would be very slow and completely meaningless. On the other hand, if they believe that our standing in the wilderness is worth something, you’ve seen that it’s necessary for us to raise our response level; we’re giving them a show with our professional system," Wu Jiu reasoned further without waiting for Ma Li to make a move.
Zheng Yue was inwardly furious about these mechanical warriors trampling on other mechanical tribes, but watching them from outside, Wu Jiu had originally come to collect the protection tax.
The difference in danger levels between armored tribes with warriors and those without is remarkably large.
This large mechanical tribe would be encircled, considering the entire group of twenty armored warriors.
Zheng Yue and Wu Jiu had already discovered earlier that there were traps laid for them.
Traps had already been set here by another faction of power. These two had been discovered as not up to par after the red apes arrived in the village.
He was thinking of urging Wu Jiu to wrap things up quickly. The red ape mechanical tribe was also incredibly frail, and Zheng Yue had no burdens.
Wu Jiu had always detested collecting protection money since he was at the lower levels, feeling oppressed by this treatment, but collecting protection tax was, comparatively speaking, safer.
Wu Jiu ultimately refused the task, citing the extreme risk of death. He was one of those participating in the fiery confrontation with the other faction.
He was only doing the task of a younger brother for Zheng Yue, but originally, Wu Jiu had no inclination for this task—there were only two choices in front of him.
Most of the protection tax of 0051 from the mechanical tribes in the town was collected for the sake of the red ape village up north.
Collecting protection tax—was the first task that the two of them took up as a squad.
Although he was very lazy, but he was still deeply curious, even though he just thinks about it.
Zheng Yue felt incredibly annoyed about activating the return loop of Reincarnation to go back to sleep; he was very irritated.
"Wu Jiu and Zheng Yue knew about the economics of the currency system here; it was only through the help of a faction that one could contribute a point of their own to gain entry into the Inner City — but that was the rule of the faction."
"One could enter the Inner City with the faction’s protection, originally to join the faction."
"Led by Zheng Yue, Wu Jiu joined the faction, which was veiled in a white mist of ideology."
"Since he had never committed any real crimes, they were very confident in him from the start... After all, without even doing anything, Wu Jiu had no hope, let alone could he best contribute by joining, which would naturally be the most ideal; if not, Zheng Yue was very afraid of the trouble."
"Did this make Zheng Yue have some other intentions? The deputy head of the investigative army was actually showing such cowardice?"
"We can’t fight them, we’ll be torn apart by those ferocious mechanical beasts," Wu Jiu said after popping up a message from his profession.
Wu Jiu, upon saying this, gave the impression that Zheng Yue, although very indolent, still carried the same sense of danger in the air."
"The sequence led by Zheng Yue with its troubles was used as a decoy."
"You don’t care, I feel no pressure at any time, so let it be," Wu Jiu said.
"You look very troubled?"
"I’m just a monitoring team member, you can’t take me as your superior. Do as you wish, say what you will, I’ll just watch and handle things," Zheng Yue replied with a chuckle.
While watching the power struggle between the two factions, Wu Jiu hid in a corner, muttering, "That’s where we should have gone, with our purpose."
Wu Jiu had a game avatar created from pieces of white mist, which he obtained at full moon scraps around Mechanism City; it was after his part-time brain-sea job that he quickly learned to analyze them like that.
Thinking back on the white mist and days spent in the mysterious market city, Wu Jiu had made a professional choice, and began to study the white mist after his initial arrival in Mechanism City.
This place also came to be known as the burial ground.
The Inner City powers usually chose to meet in the external Northern Zone because it was the most dangerous area of the entire Outer City, which was why.
Zheng Yue and Wu Jiu appeared in Mechanism City’s Outer North Zone.
Several days before, outside the tower...
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The night in Mechanism City became even more chaotic.
Everyone was a bit anxious during the interval between the meetings of the various major factions.
Yesterday, Mechanism City’s various factions received the news — Slokou’s eye-flag dark night adjudication class’s "Double Slaughter High Honor" super-fighter was comparable to a giant arms manufacturer’s trade union head, confirming every single thing just the day before.
On one side, there is absolute trust in Captain Bai’s luck; on the other, there is firm belief in Captain Bai’s strength. While Bai Wu Jiu appeared to have absolute confidence, he could not completely understand Bai Wu Jiu’s perspective on this matter; after all, he wasn’t aware of this private banquet’s endurance.
They still remembered him in the Outer City troubles, grateful for his acknowledgment.
Ma Li and Little Bai, with Wu Jiu and Zheng Yue, were still relying on their old ways without any new intelligence.
Three days after entering the Inner City, the two men had not yet encountered any other scouting parties, let alone Ma Li and Little Bai.
However, these two men were rapidly accumulating a frightening level of prestige, unaware of their reputation or Gratitude and Bai Wu Jiu’s appraisal, which seemed to be left open deliberately.
They had both fully received thorough healing treatments, allowing every single person both inside and out to be capable of healing arts combined — this was also what Bai Wu Jiu marketed as healing knowledge.
Saying that, it is definitely stirring the Asian financial circle, able to shake up people like Jack Ma, Blind-Face Liu, Wanda Wang, and Majek combined with me; it’s just as good as the white mist world of yore, a jest of a trick, really.
Though Bai Wu Jiu’s healing fees continue to rise higher and higher, the source of inspiration was unending.
But with truly reputable medical skills native to the Inner City and a genuine proficiency in mechanical body-sewing techniques, Gratitude’s healing arts did not have any competition at heart, as he actually thoroughly studied mechanical clan medical techniques.
Though it wasn’t the only profession, especially as Ulaga’s infectious disease healers proved to be quite lucrative, leading to an abundance for Bai Wu Jiu when compared to those spirit-straightening chiropractors.
The Divine Healer’s journey within Mechanism City had begun, healing one body, healing one soul, amidst the white fog and grateful acknowledgments, on the other side.
Here in Mechanism City, mercenaries often found it very easy to stumble upon tasks as they walked along.
There were a great many mercenary tasks, hence a great many mercenaries, but that also meant there was a high degree of freedom, many tasks for mercenaries, during the banquet that Little Bai and Wu Jiu had organized for their own journeymen.
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Wu Jiu didn’t say anything, but he felt that these people must have some connection to Dugu, although he just listened without truly grasping what Little Bai was saying.
He prepared to leave and select another task; it was as if he hadn’t heard her just speak.
"Let’s walk," said Little Bai, "we need to earn some money first, find a place to stay. The night hides us well, there’s a lot we need to do tonight, lots of affairs to handle."
Little Bai shook her head, saying:
The city market was already beginning to revel.
Is this enough to be satisfied with life? Or perhaps Little Bai spoke these words because she felt her own existence was not a burden to her older brother?
She would likely continue to live on with effort, it seemed she could still hold on for a while longer.
She had not yet fully recovered from her old memories, and it was evident she was still holding onto them; maybe that was the pain she was supposed to endure in this life at its very end.
Memory of her sister remained unchanged and complete, her hands stopping in their tracks; Wu Jiu was suddenly reminded of his own sister, followed closely by Little Bai’s voice trailing off, as if he were planning to do something in this section of the night or simply aiming to go through the list of tasks, which he had originally opened.
Little Bai seemed startled, her voice trembling a bit too obviously at the candid acknowledgment.
...Ah, how could one dare to confront the monitoring team like that, just a mere replacement for an investigative unit in their own area?
It certainly did not seem like that boisterous declaration of "conquering exotic worlds with utmost delight." After finishing these words, Little Bai seemed to be somewhat out of place.
"If you really loved this world, then it would never decay or crumble eternally. But if you only love yourself, if that’s all life is—smoke and mirrors, short and fleeting—you won’t feel splendidly rotten. If you really did, then you’d have a lot more to do tonight, given that the night itself is such good cover," said Wu Jiu uneasily, while staring at Little Bai intently.
Little Bai stood still, listening to his astonishing words, but then smiled mockingly, dismissing what had just been said. She looked at Wu Jiu with real interest.
"I, though I don’t know what bothers you... I do respect you," she said. "Please forgive me if I’ve said anything wrong."
Wu Jiu, though he didn’t truly understand the underlying reasons, felt as if something had changed... or so he suddenly realized.
Little Bai had the ability to analyze and dissect if she wished to do so; he had only given him much to ponder over just an instant, his heart had never changed for seven hundred years, never having abandoned its simplicity, innocence, goodness.
But Little Bai seemed to understand something.
This conversation could likely come to an end, he thought, as he looked on.
But in reality, a person who had lived truly for seven hundred years wouldn’t have such a mindset. Although he had already come to believe that Little Bai had indeed lived for seven hundred years, he felt her nature was still young.
He still felt his inner self was different, that it was something unmanageable even for Little Bai, who seemed just a little more juvenile than her title suggested; Captain Bai felt it particularly strange.
This great person seemed to be taken aback by how much he had just said after all.
"You didn’t answer my question at all," said Little Bai. "That’s why you came to Captain Bai. There’s no desire in your eyes, really. You only ever get satisfaction and novelty if you do a few things outside of the rules, but the world in your eyes has already aged and decayed from seeing too many things. It’s because you’re too accustomed to the old rules that you no longer see this as something evil or wrong to call it out.
"This journey, this pursuit of greatness and even greater desires, must continue to evolve into something more wicked; otherwise, it will all feel bland. But those who forever seek satisfaction will never find it, simply because you have never reached your desires, and thus have never changed in these seven hundred years," Wanda Wang raised his voice suddenly.
Little Bai needed to refine Wu Jiu’s reaction. "Have you ever had any agreements with Captain Bai?"
He felt Little Bai could not fully represent them, for many reasons. Captain Bai seemed to categorize Little Bai as something else... something different.
Little Bai didn’t understand this at all.
"You’re only one special case; it doesn’t mean that everything else can be explained away,"
Yan Zi wrinkled his brows as he put down his plate. He didn’t want to continue delaying, and this night, he needed to find something to do before leaving,
This nightly talk was indeed a peculiar occasion; it seemed like these two people were almost an exception among the boisterous changes happening outside,
The huge protective cover, though completely separating a part of the scenery, still allowed one to see the moon hanging in the night sky, the moon’s radiance spilling down, a crescent moon, freēwēbnovel.com
"Little Bai is just a pawn I’m using as my companion, nothing more than a direct benefit," Ulaga said with a slight chill in his eyes.
"You don’t hate that person, being imprisoned for seven hundred years?"
Yan Zi said,
Little Bai didn’t quite understand what living for seven hundred years should entail,
"You don’t seem like you’re lying...but I find it very hard to believe; seven hundred years is incredibly long. Even though you aren’t necessarily one who’s lived those seven hundred years, that kind of person should exist," frёewebnoѵēl.com
Dedan had devoured countless lives from the start and ultimately became friends with Little Bai,
But after separating, he might still think about Dedan, wondering if Dugu was indeed different from others,
Little Bai lowered his head slightly, feeling somewhat troubled. He had always been just a prisoner, confined, and could only think of shedding Dedan’s sickly friendship from now on,
"I was imprisoned the whole time, living atop the tower, and I’m afraid you’ll have to forgive me for not being able to tell you the details... I have my reasons," Little Bai said, as he saw a companion of his being escorted out of the tower.
"You should be quite strong according to reason, but your position in the investigative army is very low,"
Yan Zi said, feeling increasingly aware of the street din as he remained silent for a while,
If the inner change after living seven hundred years is the topic you want to discuss, then that’s why you came to find this person,
Blind-Face Liu hadn’t forgotten how good it felt within the mist,
But before he could thoroughly inquire further, Blind-Face Liu would have been cut off by the mist,
The ultimate question Yan Zi had asked last time was what would change after seven hundred years, and how would it affect the heart. It’s just like seeing people speak human words and ghosts speak ghostly words; one tends to go along with the pretense the other expects, and Blind-Face Liu was very straightforward in this regard,
It was clear that Little Bai was an arrangement by Blind-Face Liu’s side as he slowly scrubbed his plate,
Yan Zi fell into a moment of silence,
Even though Little Bai might have revealed his own secret, Yan Zi only watched with a reactionary gaze, while Blind-Face Liu, still a hazy figure, had given his orders,
Little Bai nodded his head, acknowledging the truth. "I haven’t lied to you,"
Being eternally alive is not so strange if one relies on a very powerful sequence; reincarnation itself is infinite,
Yan Zi had already come to trust the essence of Ulaga, and Little Bai indeed had that quality which made people want to trust him,
"Have you not lied to me? Is everything you said true? Before the era of the tower?"
His hand movements slowed even more as he continued to wash his plate, apparently indifferent to his glorious Wanda Wang banquet, which had nothing to do with Yan Zi,
Desperation and downfall, violence and desire, Chaos and seduction - these aren’t what characterize the Mechanical City at night; it was, in fact, the epitome of mechanical beauty,
Though the Mechanical City would still entertain its fair share of nightlife misdemeanors, like any other mechanical beings, it didn’t just conceal them,
The Mechanical beings had begun seeking an outlet for their repressed daytime desires, thirsting for new data in their data banks,
Night was truly the most beautiful time in Mechanism City, with the so-called night scene turning into a dazzling array of illuminated decorations,
All sorts of things changed due to these unusual colors: merchandise in stores, street decorations, even the physical bodies of the mechanical beings, including buildings, vehicles, and coatings, attracted attention and began to transform, as every night shop had already started its various activities,
The Inner City had already begun its nocturnal life as evening approached,
