Chapter 247 Visitors from the Northwest

"What do you know about the superpowers in the ruined city?"

On the helicopter?, Chu Wenxi asked the young man opposite coldly. He was wearing a black windbreaker, the hem reached his knees, the cuffs were neatly trimmed, without a single wrinkle, and looked like casual wear, but the aura he exuded was almost terrifying.

This looks like a fight with someone.

——But in terms of combat effectiveness, perhaps the possibility of winning is higher by using verbal attacks.

Opposite? The young man, who was sent by the Northwest Base as a temporary assistant, added in his heart with a smile.

As for Chu Wenxi's question, he didn't intend to hide anything, not to mention that he didn't come into contact with those people in the ruined city very often. "The base commander of the ruined city, Jing Heng, is a highly aggressive strong man who is good at pretending to be stupid but pays attention to details? His supernatural power is..."

Chu Wenxi interrupted unceremoniously: "That's not what I'm asking. I heard that you know them."

The latter part? That half sentence? It was not said to Bo Qu.

Bai Qu pushed the lens, followed Chu Wenxi's gaze, slowly turned his head, and looked at the person on the other end - it was still an acquaintance.

The chief priest, with his white robe that he wore almost all year round, cloth covering his eyes, a cold face, an aura that kept strangers away, and an undisguised aura of danger and terror, no one would think about how likely it was that they would be hacked to death if they approached.

But in some cases, the officiant does not seem to mind answering other people's questions, even if the questions are so private as to relate to their own past.

"I used to live in a ruined city for a while. I was a spy, undercover, and agent hiding in every corner. I had a very similar mission to them... but it was also completely different."

The chief priest "looked" in the direction of Chu Wenxi. The sound of the helicopter's propellers was so loud that it almost drowned out his voice. Only a few words could be barely heard. It seemed that he was reciting something in a plain and straightforward manner without any emotion.

“Explore their path, pursue your own path, figure out the future you want, and embrace your true destiny.”

Bo Qu smiled unchanged: "A kind? A very Riddler's response."

Chu Wen Ximian? He concluded expressionlessly: "It's like running to the next door lab to learn before the experimental project even started, working hard for two or three years, and the result? Finding that the original place is better, so running back - so, what do you think of those people?"

The head priest didn't care about Chu Wenxi's sarcasm in front of him, and said calmly: "When a landslide occurs, a car driving towards a cliff has no way to retreat and no choice. The only result is to fall off the cliff and die tragically, or to fly over the cliff and reach the other side of the hillside and escape successfully."

Chu Wenxi concluded: "Go for broke."

Then he sneered, "It sounds better than the mountain you're on."

The chief priest disagreed? He said, "Nothing can be established without destruction."

This world is a giant cocoon, and the countless humans inside are small pupae. Becoming a true god is hatching, evolution, and the only way to a true future.

Chu Wenxi understood the other party's implication and sneered from his throat: "No one would call a corpse that stood up a fellow?."

He called the "god?" in their eyes a corpse.

The irony is clear? .

These words? As soon as they came out, there was a dead silence all around. Even though the eyes of the chief priest were covered by the cloth, the sharp and cold gaze still penetrated the thin cloth without mercy, almost freezing the air.

By the way, the sound of the helicopter's propellers continued, trying to make noise, which, in a sense, barely prevented the implicit confrontation from escalating into a physical conflict.

Still the same words? Bo Qu sincerely hoped that the new doctor could reduce the sharpness and harshness in his words a little. After all, in terms of combat power, he could not beat the chief priest.

So he pushed his glasses and said, "Do we really have to talk about such a heavy topic? Look down, friends. Those big shots from the ruined city came to greet us early. Can this be called a grand occasion?"

Indeed, through the glass window, one could see a group of people in the forest below, about dozens of them, which could be considered a serious matter, but on the other hand, it could also be considered a show of force.

This has to do with the communication previously sent by the Northwest Base.

The content of the communication was that they were about to send a team to negotiate with the ruined city on the grounds of peaceful development and sharing a better future, so that both sides could put aside their grudges and conflicts and return to a peaceful relationship.

"But it's obvious. Not only do we understand that it's just an excuse, but our friends on the other side also completely distrust those seemingly reasonable but absurd remarks." Bo Qu said with a smile, "So in their eyes, we are probably..."

Chu Wenxi folded his arms and sneered: "The weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken, it has no good intentions."

“One of the Weasels” Bai Qu: “…”

Is this an indiscriminate attack?

…

A not-so-unexpected visit.

Zhang Chun thought.

It was now ten o'clock in the morning, and the black dot of the helicopter in the distant sky was becoming clearer and clearer, but it would probably take another ten minutes.

The lion boss next to him yawned three times in a row. If the assistant behind him wasn't watching him, he might have squatted on the ground and counted ants.

Zhang Chun withdrew his gaze and continued to think about the purpose of his visit to the Northwest Base.

--negotiation.

A word that sounds reasonable but actually? Meaningless.

The conflict between them and the Northwest Base was not just a matter of bumping into each other and then fighting each other to restore friendly relations. It was a deeper conflict that concerned what the future of the world would look like... a conflict of ideas.

In addition, although it is clear that the "doctor" from another time and space will most likely take the initiative to go to the ruined city to contact them, after all, Yun Yan is here, but why use "negotiation" as an excuse?

It's like...

The other party seemed certain that they would cooperate.

Zhang Chun narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes behind his hair were fixed on the helicopter that was getting closer and closer in the distance.

The sound of propellers approached, and a strong wind blew, causing rustling in the trees and large flocks of birds to take flight.

Zhang Chun opened his mouth...

The lion boss patted him on the back wildly. He was bored for a long time and finally had something to do. "They are finally here, hahahaha!"

Zhang Chun was choked twice, "Wait a minute, pay attention to that fellow doctor. Remember the personality analysis that Yun Yan provided earlier? He has just arrived here and is unfamiliar with everything. This is the time period that can reveal important information the most... cough cough! Stop filming!"

The lion boss was scolded back, showing a wronged look.

There was a burst of muffled laughter coming from the side.

The helicopters in the distance were getting closer and closer. With the rumbling sound of propellers, the helicopters gradually descended and stopped on the open and flat ground.

A group of people walked out of the helicopter door. The first to land on the ground were some aliens wearing special uniforms. Very obvious features, blood-like pupils, and blood-colored crystals that almost grew on the surface of the skin and were exposed to the air.

Next came a familiar looking young man with green hair, who looked like a researcher. He looked around with a smile on his face and seemed easy to get along with. He even raised his hand to say hello to the team from the ruined city.

The next person to come out was a familiar face that made Zhang Chun's eyelids jump? Kong - the chief priest.

That figure that always appears in various places and events is mysterious and strange, as if he is everywhere, just like a ghost.

However, from the perspective of the Northwest Base, the chief priest alone is probably enough to handle most incidents in terms of combat power, so he will be very busy.

The last person to come out of the helicopter was a young man in a black windbreaker. He was handsome, but his eyebrows were furrowed, his lips were pursed, and he looked around with a look of disdain and displeasure.

Anyone who sees this person for the first time can tell that this is definitely a difficult type to deal with.

Zhang Chun felt heavy from the bottom of his heart.

By the way? Thinking about why Yunyan hasn't come yet.

Does a haircut take that long?

The first one to step out was the base commander of the ruined city. As the actual leader, Boss Lion walked towards Chu Wenxi with a smile that was sunny and yet a little reserved - no one knew how he managed to make such an expression.

"Hello, I'm Jing Heng, the head of the Ruins City Base."

He introduced himself first, and the hand he extended stopped in mid-air.

Chu Wenxi, who was walking over, just glanced at him lightly and nodded perfunctorily: "Hello, you can call me Doctor."

Then he passed by Lion Boss and headed towards Zhang Chun with a clear goal.

The lion boss turned half of his body stiffly, raised his hand blankly and pointed his index finger at himself: "Huh?"

Bai Qu rushed over and pulled Boss Lion's hands up and down, shaking them with a natural and friendly smile: "Hello, hello, would you like to talk business? We are short of fuel..."

Chu Wenxi completely ignored what was happening behind him. Before he thought something important happened, he would put everything aside or even ignore it. Can he be called arrogant and willful?

'So when he first meets you, the first thing he will do is to belittle you, using all kinds of riddles that normal people can't understand, so that you can follow his thoughts, and then unknowingly step into his rhythm, and eventually he will extract all kinds of intelligence.'

——From [The First Lesson of Yunyan Small Classroom].

Zhang Chun's ears seemed to ring again with the words Yun Yan had said some time ago, and at the same time, the man who was two steps away from him also spoke.

Two completely different voices? Two sentences? They seemed to overlap faintly.

"I know you. But disappointingly, you are so different from the person I should have known you to be... Are you trying your best to do something?"

Although it was inappropriate, Zhang Chun really had the urge to laugh.

Chu Wenxi stared at Zhang Chun closely, but his thick bangs completely blocked his eyes? He was genuinely unhappy and confused at the moment. Wouldn't he lift his bangs when talking about business?

The wind in the forest suddenly stopped, as if even the air had frozen in an instant.

Xuan Wu, who was at the front of the team and had the worst temper, could hardly stand it any longer: "What did you say——"

Zai Zhe who was beside him stopped him, but the smile on his face was gone.

A subtle and dangerous atmosphere was spreading silently.

——But except Xuan Wu, the others did it on purpose. As for Xuan Wu…didn’t he fall asleep in class and was kicked to the door by Teacher Yun Yan? I have thought about it.

[Yunyan Classroom Lesson 2]: "How to respond is also a skill. My uncle, who is also a doctor of physical science, is good at observation and analysis, and uses words as traps to induce others to reveal information. So, what you have to do is to treat others in their own way. In simple terms, the Riddler hits me! "

Zhang Chun was silent for a while before he spoke under Chu Wenxi's increasingly cold scrutiny. His tone was still calm and unmoved, as if he didn't care at all about what the other party had just said. "Everything I do will be responded to in the future. If you think I am too different from what you imagined, then it seems that there is a contradiction in your memory. Assuming you are sure that there is nothing wrong with your brain, I think maybe you can reveal the truth of this world for me."

"Memory", "brain", "truth of the world", these are the most troublesome issues for Chu Wenxi at present, and Zhang Chun's words? Directly stepped on his sore spot? .

Chu Wenxi narrowed his eyes, "It's that bastard, right?"

This? Damn, it was like a weird feeling of having one's soul read through. It was familiar and made one irritable.

In this world right now? , apart from the doctor who is still working as an autistic electronic product in the Northwest Base, there is only "Yun Yan" who is mixed in the ruins of the city.

"He is helping you to deal with me?" Chu Wenxi muttered to himself, and then almost laughed out loud, his sharp eyes fixed on the man in front of him and the group of psychics behind him. His low voice was filled with gnashing of teeth and anger that could not be ignored. "This is simply too ridiculous. Why do you think so? You can see the ruined city and this world, but you can't see people's desire for peace, and their desperate efforts on the road of destruction and despair? You walk forward without looking back, do you want to drag someone who doesn't belong here with you--"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Zhang Chun had already extended his hand when Chu Wenxi was halfway through his speech. He said calmly, "What he mentioned did not include the fact that you would be angry because of this. Perhaps in his imagination, you are strong and rational enough, and have a stable core that can ignore anyone in the world... Maybe you should tell him how important he is to you. And, the following words are all my personal thoughts."

"I'm Zhang Chun, a person who may die in the future. As you said, we are indeed on the road to the future, difficult, confusing, and unsure whether it will be dawn or destruction in the end. But even so, we shouldn't live in a daze in the unknown, waiting to be killed by the falling blade at any time."

After a pause, he continued, "Even if I fail this time, will I still take this path again in the next round?"

Chu Wenxi couldn't make any expression, but just said coldly: "But in the next round, the guy who has this memory will not approach you again."

He lowered his voice, almost whispering, "You only have this one chance!"

Zhang Chun: “So…” You’re here.

He didn't finish his words, but quietly looked at the man in front of him whose expression gradually changed, and repeated:

"I'm Zhang Chun, welcome to the ruined city, Mr. Chu?"

The hand was still suspended in mid-air. It seemed as if two minutes had passed. It was steady and without the slightest tremor.

Chu Wenxi stared at him for a long time, pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, but only lightly touched the other's finger skin, "Chu Wenxi."

He told his name.

As these words fell, the tense atmosphere around them seemed to ease quickly.

"By the way," Chu Wenxi said in a tone of voice, "We should not over-indulge the young generation. This will only encourage their arrogance."

Zhang Chun disagreed and pointed out: "But if the elders are too strict and harsh, children will usually be afraid and wary, so that when they encounter troubles, their first reaction is not to seek help from the elders."

Chu Wenxi: “Haha.”

He retorted, "So you think it's nice to let someone ride on your head? Do you think it's nice to have fun?"

Zhang Chun said calmly: "But it's better than a child who takes the initiative to challenge difficulties without saying a word? Face danger? And I'm not spoiling him."

Chu Wenxi: "That guy can beat three of you."

Zhang Chun doesn't want to talk?

Bai Qu, who was shaking hands with the Lion boss to discuss cooperation, couldn't help but complain in his heart.

——How did your topic go from talking about serious matters to the concept of nurturing offspring? And they are actually quite diametrically opposed.

——By the way? In terms of combat power alone, the "descendant" you mentioned can not only beat three Zhang Chuns, but also probably thirty "Mr. Chu?".