Free Web NovelChapter 529: Chapter 146: Chaos in the Well
(Written before this Chapter: In this story, blood is green. If it is red, it is definitely a mistake by the author. There are no real deaths in this story, everything is just a fictitious tale set in a fictitious world. This story absolutely promotes truth, kindness, and beauty and opposes bloodshed and violence.)
Well World, the next morning.
Unaware of what was about to happen, the people were still living the same repetitive day as the day before.
The streets were brimming with humans of various numbers.
Although these people had no faces, Bai Wu could still feel the emotions emanating from them.
Mostly, they were negative emotions, from people whose backs had been bent by life.
This world was filled with order, but that didn’t mean the people under this order were happy.
The upper echelons of the Seven Consortia had spent countless years effectively sealing off the path to the highest level.
The place might look similar to the city from Bai Wu’s previous life, but it was closer to the High Tower before its transformation.
People lived in a clearly hierarchical existence.
The big capitalists permeating every aspect of life, from food and clothing to housing and transportation, did not provide a ladder for those below to climb up.
Workers remained workers for life, and it was difficult for street food vendors to upgrade their stalls to big restaurants.
Even the creative industries were the same—after meals, when people wanted to play games, some independent small companies might occasionally make astonishing games.
Perhaps with these games, they could turn their fortunes around.
But by the next day, there would be cracked versions of the game.
Soon enough, big companies would release a reskinned version of the game. Interestingly, though small companies’ games got pirated, the reskinned versions from big companies did not.
The literary industry had similar situations.
As for the entertainment industry, what kind of stars people liked, what kind of songs people enjoyed, what kind of TV shows they could watch—all had their industrial assembly lines.
From people to works, all followed this model.
As time passed, this world grew resentful.
But the power of the Seven Consortia was just too overwhelming, and no one dared to stick their neck out.
Bai Wu quickly got out of the car.
Today, he was masquerading as a wealthy businessman, preparing to discuss business at Eternal Bank.
He was well aware that he was under surveillance by at least one spy satellite.
However, Bai Wu had given "Zero" an explanation—that he was going to cozy up to a rich man suspected of being part of the Rebel Army.
Since he had given notice in advance, Bai Wu’s actions were as if anticipated by the Pride Consortium.
So Bai Wu’s trip to Eternal Bank did not arouse suspicion.
As Bai Wu expected, when he entered Eternal Bank, the focus of the four spy satellites was entirely on Eternal Bank.
One was on Bai Wu, while the other three were monitoring every corner of Eternal Bank.
Even with Prayle’s Eye, Bai Wu could not sneak in under these difficult circumstances.
But Bai Wu was not in a hurry. His attire indeed made him look like a wealthy tycoon.
After all, in Well City, controlled by the Seven Consortia, there were no wild tycoons; only the top members of the Seven Consortia could possibly become wealthy.
So, soon, Bai Wu was invited to the VIP waiting room, where the bank manager would quickly come to serve him personally.
In the reception room, Bai Wu was mingling with other wealthy individuals.
"Tsk, tsk, this world is clearly hierarchical, this class concept is deeply rooted in people’s hearts; what clothes someone wears has become a rule, it’s simply a paradise for swindlers."
Spade Ten commented behind Bai Wu. Jing Liu was wandering around.
Over these days, Jing Liu and Spade Ten had discovered something—they couldn’t stray too far from Bai Wu.
Jing Liu could understand that she was bound, but she didn’t understand the situation with Spade Ten.
Bai Wu was chatting sporadically with the wealthy businessman beside him.
It was probably some disconnected topics.
He was also silently counting time, just that his way of counting was rather unique.
At this moment, Bai Wu seemed to be able to call up a dialogue box with Prayle’s Eye anytime.
"What’s the rush? My left eye is having a close interaction with my right eye, and those eight eyes above your head are still closely watching this bank. You better keep boasting with the young rich guy next to you and enjoy the riot that’s about to happen."
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Well City, South District.
The bus driver suddenly became an assault vehicle driver.
He detached the steering wheel and floored the throttle.
The modified bus sprung to life instantly, and passengers familiar with the vehicle could hear the sound of liquid nitrogen injectors and turbo engines.
Those with good eyesight saw the bus speedometer.
Tell me this is a bus? A bus with a speed of 220 kilometers per hour?
"I want to get off! I want to get off!"
"Sorry about that, let me introduce myself, one of the twelve executives of the Rebel Army, Beetle!"
Beetle still floored the throttle, hitting many cars and pedestrians along the way.
A regular bus, under his "ability," was as terrifying as an armored vehicle.
Talent Sequence 43—Armor Modification.
In his vicious eyes, there was a frenzy, Beetle excitedly whistled away, his behavior of continuously crushing pedestrians was rarely seen even in games.
The passengers immediately became weak in the knees with fear, for the words "Rebel Army executive" represented thugs who commit unspeakable acts.
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Well City, still the South District, metal processing factory.
In the metal factory where blood flowed like rivers, fear was pervasive.
A worker wiped the blood off his face and held a wrench in his hand, which was coated with sticky blood and flesh.
Amidst the roar of the factory machinery, sounds of flesh and bones being crushed could be heard intermittently, as he lifted a person who looked like a group leader, saying:
"Ah, this is the happiest day I’ve had working here. I’ve been suffocating, suffocating! Damn it, finally, the damn mission is here!"
"You... who the hell are you! Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! I have money!" The group leader was so scared he was almost wetting his pants.
"Me? If I hadn’t suddenly gotten a task today, I would’ve almost forgotten, I’m one of the Rebel Army’s twelve executives, Sluice Knife."
The Rebel Army’s twelve executives were twelve members with "abilities" in the Well World.
Although Bai Wu’s actions were aiding the real world.
More than half of the Rebel Army’s twelve executives joined the army for the thrill of killing.
They didn’t care what happened to the real world; they just killed for the sake of killing.
These people were usually suppressed by the Rebel Army’s "Wu Jiu" and didn’t dare to cause trouble.
"Wu Jiu" was also wary of these people, fearing that they would do something too crazed, causing changes in the real world.
But now, they had received orders from "Wu Jiu" to wreak havoc as they pleased.
Without a doubt, a carnival of destruction was unfolding.
Sluice Knife’s Talent Sequence was 67—Super Berserk Form.
In less than ten minutes, in his frenzy of killing intent, he had "cleared" all the living people in the entire metal processing factory.
In the end, Sluice Knife began to take photos of his actions with the group leader’s cellphone, uploading them to various communities and forums.
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In the northern district of Well City.
The Rebel Army officer—an artist carrying countless explosives—was creating an artistic scroll with various colored explosives.
All these explosives were packed into dolls and plush toys.
The artist looked delightedly at the pattern he had constructed.
Cute dolls and toys were arranged, but he was like a madman.
Because he had arranged all this on the road, on the main thoroughfare.
A massive traffic jam soon formed, with drivers honking their horns and cursing the madman.
The artist danced and cavorted, performing a curtain-call dance:
"My beautiful collection can finally be exhibited today. Does it look good? You poor fellas."
His body smeared with strange makeup, he danced seductively.
It wasn’t until people began to contact the Order Faction that sounds of the Order Faction’s vehicles’ sirens could be heard in the distance.
Only then did the artist slowly take a bow, and then he made a gesture of a pistol with his hand and said to his temple,
"Next, this city will enter a state of revelry, initiated by my ultimate art~"
Bang.
The hand shaped like a pistol seemed to fire a shot.
The dolls and plush toys, however, seemed to come to life. As the Order Faction personnel kept approaching, drivers noticed that the dolls and toys were continuously inflating.
They did not realize that the essence of art was—
Explosion.
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In the city center of Well City.
Following the recent ultimate explosion, a terrifying blast wave swept through, with the aftermath of the explosion even reaching the city center.
"Wu Jiu" watched this scene, filled with anxiety.
"Boss, aren’t they going too far?" a subordinate asked.
"Wu Jiu" did not reply; he knew very well the nature of these Rebel Army members, all of whom thrived on chaos and destruction.
He would not use these officers unless absolutely necessary.
However, the significance of the Seven Sins weapons was extraordinary, and a breach of the Eternal Bank could cause great panic.
Substantially weakening the credibility of the Seven Consortiums.
Of course, the real reason "Wu Jiu" was reluctant to use the officers was that once these officers... were exposed, it meant they weren’t far from death.
The response from the Seven Consortiums would be swift, and disaster and chaos would continue in the coming time, but the Order Faction’s process of restoring order... was destined to be unstoppable.
They had rebelled many times over the past seven hundred years, even causing large-scale destruction.
But in the end... the city would recover swiftly as before.
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In the city center of Well City.
On the twenty-fourth floor of the Order Building.
The upper echelons of the Seven Consortiums had all received the alarm not long before.
Soon, the upper echelons activated a first-level city-wide safety alert, and a large number of Order Faction personnel were mobilized.
The talented and unique individuals under the various consortia also began to take action.
In a meeting room on the twenty-fourth floor, a series of virtual shadows were holding a teleconference.
"What are the Rebel Army up to again?"
"Who knows? They’ve been quiet for so long, I remember the last time they caused major trouble was the previous occasion."
"Sloth, quit your damn babbling. The Rebels are all madmen, and among those lunatics, very few truly want to make that world a better place. I just want to know whether this is your conspiracy or if the Rebels are genuinely out of their minds?"
"Pride, what do you mean? How could this be our conspiracy? Look at that maniac driving, how many of my good brothers he’s killed! They were all working to make money for me, my family!"
The speaker took a draw from his cigar, seemingly watching something, and casually added:
"Oh, damn, he’s got quite the drifting skill. If he weren’t from the Rebel Army, I’d really want to recruit him as my driver. Look at that driving. My brothers and family would admire him, even from their graves."
Another person spoke up:
"Greed, your family and brothers are truly unlucky. Before you plan to change drivers, shouldn’t we discuss what exactly the madmen from the Rebel Army are trying to do?"
"Finally back to the point. Not long ago, an outsider appeared, and the Rebel Army went berserk right after. My people have control of the outsider, who received news from the Rebel Army not too long ago. These lunatics are actually hiding in the insurance building."
"No worries, we’ll eliminate them all today. Don’t forget, the Twisted Master has already appeared, our days will only get better, their days only worse."
A slightly seductive female voice suddenly chimed in:
"Could these people be staging a diversion? The Rebel Army is very scattered; isn’t that suspicious?"
"Lust makes a good point. But we don’t know their true objective. So the best course of action is to wait, just wait until we catch someone alive, and I will have ways to make them talk."
"Gluttony, if they really fall into your hands, it won’t be them talking, but you, right? Hahahaha..."
"Keep it serious, everyone. The Rebel Army might be insignificant, but such large-scale destruction rarely occurs. Seven of the twelve members of the Seven Sins have mobilized, all thoroughly involved in blind carnage and destruction. Don’t you find that strange?"
"So what? All we can do is exterminate them and then repair the city. Everything will be as it was before, they can’t turn the tables on us."
"I worry they want to enter the next layer. Enormous chaos would shatter the Order, and if a gap appears again, everyone will see the Revelation!"
"And if the Revelation appears, it will surely cause panic." ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
"Don’t worry, don’t worry, soon those Rebel Army leaders will die. With them, breaking through to the next layer isn’t possible."
"Wait and see, Pride, why don’t you let your spy satellites lend a hand? Maybe somewhere, the Rebels are plotting something big, and if we move first, this time we can crush them for good."
The figure known as Pride nodded.
Then his virtual image vanished.
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Inside Eternal Bank.
In the reception room, Bai Wu, using a strategy provided by the Ace of Spades, was having an animated conversation with the merchant and manager.
The persona of a young master from a noble family under the Pride Consortium had been thoroughly brought to life by him.
Bai Wu was happy to continue the charade, but he was short on time.
[It’s started, it’s started. The eight annoying eyes above have begun carpet searching the city, but now, their gaze has moved away from this bank.
Now, you need to manage two difficult tasks—locate the owner of the vault key.
Handle the fingerprint and iris systems and crack the code to the second door.
All this with a time restriction. As for sneaking in...
No way, no way, with me here, you didn’t think sneaking in would also count as a difficult task, did you?]
Bai Wu knew that it was time to begin his operation.
There were many treasures in this bank, but judging by the time, he could only afford to take what belonged to him.
And—the Talent Sequence of the previous outsider.
