Chapter 257 Blue Arc's Death, Air Ticket to New York (asking for monthly ticket)

On August 6, Gu Wenyu sat on the sofa watching the news.

Just this morning, the official of the Alien Association announced a piece of news that was enough to shock the world: in the assassination of Makutaki, the alien "Blue Arc" failed to be rescued and was declared dead. His body has now been sent to the crematorium.

Once the news was released, it quickly became a hot topic on all major social media platforms. The number of views skyrocketed, and the servers were almost paralyzed.

No matter how many times Gu Wenyu refreshed the Weibo interface, no message popped up. At first he thought his data had been used up, but after connecting to Wifi, he still only saw a circle spinning around and around, making his eyes dizzy.

At this very second, netizens from all over the world are discussing this matter like crazy. I'm afraid that everyone who wakes up early and sees this news will have a dumbfounded morning.

No matter whether they supported or opposed BlueArc before, all the netizens were furious at this moment.

There were even a number of worker strikes and student truancy incidents as a result. At this moment, many people gathered under the building of the Alien Association, holding signs in their hands.

They shouted at the top of their lungs, demanding that the association reveal the truth, or at least show Blue Arc's body!

However, Gu Wenyu sat on the sofa like an old monk in meditation, extremely calm.

Because he knew that his brother was still alive and well, but it was possible that he had turned into a blackened college student.

On TV, the host was recounting the causes and consequences of "Blue Arc's death" with great grief and anger. In the middle of the story, she even raised her hands to cover her face, tears streaming down her face, and asked the audience to give her some time to calm down.

This is a special day.

Not only would no one accuse her of lacking professionalism, but within a few minutes there would be a new trending search on Weibo: "The host choked up and cried when talking about Blue Arc. What does Blue Arc's death mean to Li Jing?" and so on.

It not only satisfies the emotional needs of the audience, but also indirectly gives the host a chance to become famous. This excellent job opportunity is not easy to seize, and most people just bury their heads and read the script rigidly.

In the news, the Alien Association took advantage of the popularity of Blue Arc's death to completely cover up the truth about the death of Makutaki's father, claiming that the video played at the awards ceremony was just a fake video created by Makutaki.

Rather, even if it was true, no one would care. No one would blame a dead person for doing something wrong, especially since this dead person had done many good things that were known to everyone when he was alive.

As Blue Arc fades from the public eye, all the controversial issues that were previously hotly debated will gradually become irrelevant.

The association mentioned a memorial service and marked this day of each year as "Blue Arc Memorial Day."

This is done to facilitate holding an exhibition on the anniversary, or opening a BlueArc Life Museum or something, so as to make the last money from the commercial value of BlueArc and squeeze out the last bit of heat from this abandoned IP.

Gu Wenyu slumped on the sofa, watching the TV expressionlessly.

He thought to himself, it’s a good thing that Mu Taki has shifted his attention to the Salvation Society, otherwise he would have been on TV and put a sword on your neck.

"Wen Yu, I have something to tell you." Gu Qinye's voice came from the stairs, and then he walked down from the second floor carrying a suitcase.

At this time, he had changed into a clean and simple black shirt, with his slightly messy hair draped behind his head, and his expression was still calm.

"What?" Gu Wenyu turned his head from the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Gu Qinye was no different from usual. He was really worried that his brother would become a cold-faced paranoid like Mu Taki overnight, and would always say "What does this world want from me?"

"I've joined Hongyi." Gu Qiye said calmly, "I'm going to New York next."

Gu Wenyu was stunned: "So sudden?"

"Well, I made a last-minute decision last night." Gu Qiye lowered his head and said softly, "You are right... The only chance is right in front of us. If we give up, there will be no more."

Gu Wenyu stared at his face in silence for a while, then looked away and said in a low voice:

"Okay then. I support you. Remember to send me more messages when you are in the United States. I heard that food in the United States is expensive and tastes bad. Why don't you bring the ingredients in the refrigerator over there and cook a couple of dishes for yourself after you finish work."

"What are you talking about? It's not like we can't buy food in America." Gu Qinye smiled.

Gu Wenyu smacked his lips. "Okay, although I just asked you to call me, forget about the video call. You know I don't like that kind of thing. It's embarrassing to see two grown men video chatting."

"I see." Gu Qiye paused, "You have been alone at home during this period. Have you taken good care of yourself?"

"I want to stay at my classmate's house, it will be more lively there." said Gu Wenyu.

"Going to a classmate's house again."

"Yes, I'll come back after the summer vacation. My sister will be home by then." Gu Wenyu nodded. "I can just go find something to eat with her on the way to school every day. You've already given me the money anyway."

"be safe."

Having said that, Gu Qinye hesitated for a second, then raised his hand and touched his hair.

"I should be the one saying this to you. How can someone who is about to join Hongyi have the nerve to say that?" Gu Wenyu shrugged and slapped his hand away disapprovingly.

Not long after, the two said goodbye. Before leaving, Gu Qiye handed Gu Wenyu an old camera, saying that he found it in his father's room.

Then Gu Qiye got on the taxi that the association had booked for him.

The car window vibrated and hummed. Gu Qiye turned his head and looked at the passing scene outside the window. The Guyimai Street District gradually became a colorless outline. The eaves of the old civic buildings were replaced by skyscrapers that reached into the sky. A thin and pale face was reflected on the glass curtain wall.

When I came to my senses from my trance, the car had already stopped behind the building of the Association of the Deviant.

There was a hustle and bustle in the neighborhood, with huge crowds of people, heavy traffic, and honking horns. Citizens held up Blue Arc signs and loudspeakers, loudly demanding that the association disclose the true details of Blue Arc's death.

They held up enlarged photos and claimed that someone had witnessed Blue Arc being taken away that day when he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, rather than dying on the spot.

Some people say that this is a conspiracy and there is another hidden story behind Blue Arc's real death.

Gu Qinye opened the car window, looked at the hideous expressions on those people's faces expressionlessly, and then slowly retracted his gaze.

Listening to those shouts at the top of their lungs, he suddenly felt annoyed. He couldn't tell whether they were really standing up for him or just wanted to take this opportunity to attract attention.

After getting off the car, he silently took out the suitcase from the trunk, dragged the suitcase, squeezed through the surging crowd who were advocating justice for him, and walked into the interior of the association building from another hidden path.

After walking to the front desk and registering with the staff, a specialist wearing sunglasses came and took him to the private airport of the Alien Association. He took the elevator to the basement and walked along an overly long corridor.

After walking for a while, he saw a metal gate.

The staff inserted the ID card into the card slot, the door rumbled open, and a huge underground airport came into his sight.

The dome was open, and sunlight poured in from above. There were all kinds of private jets parked at the airport, and at a glance, he could only recognize a Gulfstream G550 and a Boeing 447.

Gu Qiye took a look at the design of the floor. It seemed that when the private jet took off, the lifting floor would send the private jet to the ground.

At this moment, at the entrance of the airport, he saw a familiar figure.

It was a white-haired girl wearing a pitch-black tight-fitting suit. Just from her back and hair color, Gu Qiye recognized her as Yuriel, the extremely cold girl from Hongyi.

She was about 1.6 meters tall and looked to be about 16 or 17 years old. According to Fan Dongqing, this seemed to be a side effect of Yuriel's ability:

——Her physical age was forever frozen at the age of sixteen.

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, the white-haired girl turned her ice-blue eyes and looked at him motionlessly.

She lowered her eyes and slowly took off her black gloves.

"Gu Qinye, welcome to join us." Yuriel said as she extended her right hand to Gu Qinye. Her skin seemed transparent in the sunlight and her eyes were as blue as the sea.

Gu Qinye held her hand in silence, looked up at the expressionless girl, and then looked at the three people walking towards him from the other corner of the airport.

The leader was wearing a pure white Tang suit with a front opening. This person was naturally Hongyi's "Liqing Boat" Fan Dongqing.

His iconic look never changes throughout the year, which can of course be explained by the fact that he is too lazy to change his clothes, so there is only the same set of clothes on the hanger.

The other two were wearing a black vest and jeans, with air bangs, and were Asian in their twenties, with black hair and black eyes. His pupils were as clear as glass, and there was a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.

The other one was wearing a Russian military uniform and a military cap. She was a girl with long pink hair tied into two ponytails at the back of her head. She looked only about 1.55 meters tall and looked like a Cosplay master.

"Who are they?" Gu Qinye asked.

Of course he knew Fan Dongqing, but he had no impression of the other two people.

"Companions, they are taking the same flight back to New York with us." said the white-haired girl who looked like an ice sculpture.

"Identity." Gu Qinye emphasized.

Hearing this, Uriel signaled the woman in the vest with her eyes: "Urushihara Ruri."

As she spoke, she turned her ice-blue eyes and gestured to the pink-haired girl in a Russian military uniform and dark military cap. "This girl has no name, only a numerical code: Nine Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine. We usually call her 'Ninety-Nine'."

"Are they...all members of Rainbow Wing?" Gu Qinye asked.

"Yes." Uriel nodded.

Fan Dongqing walked over, looked up from his phone, and glanced at him: "It's time to board the plane, newcomer."

He paused and said, "The other seven members of Rainbow Wing are still waiting to meet you in New York."

At the same time, in another corner of Lijing, China.

In a residential building in the Guyimai District, Gu Wenyu slumped on the sofa, drinking Coke in big gulps. He finally understood what it felt like to have no elders at home and to live alone in a big house.

He took a contented sip of the carbonated drink and screwed the lid on.

He was just about to turn on the game console to play "Aliens" for a while, and use his favorite character "Tunyin" to complete the most difficult main mode, when a prompt panel suddenly popped up in front of him.

[Completed the main mission 1 (Phase 5): Help Gu Qiye enter the United Nations organization "Rainbow Wing". ]

[Task rewards obtained: 1 split point, 2 skill points, 1 attribute point. ]

[Main Quest 1 has been updated to "Stage 6": Help Gu Qiye kill the four Rainbow Wing members belonging to the "Salvation Faction".]

"Four people in total?" Gu Wenyu was stunned. "The Salvation Society is really ruthless. It looks like we'll be busy next."

(End of this chapter)