Chapter 49

Shen Jian went down the tower with an external projection device and processor, and all the tiny things were pinched into his flesh and blood by him.

"What are you doing here?" Xu Yinmo subconsciously tensed his back and wiped his bloody hands behind his back inconspicuously.

Where did the projection come from? Xu Yinmo realized this problem belatedly, although most of his thoughts were now focused on the frustration of the inappropriate behavior in front of the palace.

The projection frequency was flickering slightly, and a vague voice came from it, "Five minutes."

Xu Yinmo was slightly startled, then he quickly told his adjutant to take care of everything, turned around and rushed towards the northern theater, rushing so fast that his adjutant swallowed a mouthful of dust.

"General, please slow down!" The adjutant jumped up and hurriedly picked up the body lying on the ground, "You killed him?! We haven't even gotten the information yet!"

"Don't worry about it." Xu Yinmo didn't even blink, and he gathered up his weapons and supplies faster and faster, his movements were very nervous. "If he doesn't die now, I find it hard to believe that this operation will succeed... His Majesty will kill me immediately."

"Four minutes to get to the war zone. I know you can do it."

The driver, who had an elderly and a young child at the side, was silent for a while, then gave a dry smile: "Okay, Admiral, I will try not to lose my job in four minutes."

Xu Yinmo kicked the car door impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense."

It was not until he opened the door of his office and did not find Shen Jian that he breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down and waited quietly.

A subordinate, or more precisely, a subordinate who is still in the probation period, should never make the leader wait for him.

Although Shen Jian answered the call without warning, it was still inappropriate to face the leader in disheveled clothes, wasn't it?

Xu Yinmo thought about it as a matter of course, and he believed that all his subordinates would think so.

In other words, Shen Jian was not clear about the ideas of these subordinates, otherwise he would have immediately set up the "Wuyanta Cadre Language Training Course" that had not been implemented in this world, and even added an "Ideological Work Education Training Course".

So when Shen Jian arrived via the space transmission set up in advance, he saw an admiral who stood straight but still revealed an inexplicable laziness.

Shen Jian paused, "Why so early?"

Why are you back so early? Aren’t you playing in your southern theater anymore?

Shen Jian glanced at the man with a cold sweat on his face, then casually turned to sit behind the desk.

"It was really the South that launched the attack first, but we pushed them back to their own war zone..." Xu Yinmo explained guiltily, "You can't assume that all war zones will behave honestly, like me."

Shen Jian was silent for a while, then pulled the corner of his mouth, "So?"

"So, what are you looking for here?" Xu Yinmo asked in a low voice. He was still standing with his hand casually resting on his sword.

Without commenting on the crude change of subject, Shen Jian seemed to follow Xu Yinmo's thinking very casually for once, "It's very simple, think about what I came down for?"

Xu Yinmo silently thought for a while why Shen Jian would leave the tower at this time.

The storm will be controlled as long as the barrier close to the ground is built. The civilians who have not left the air-raid shelter for three months will not know that there was a transparent barrier above them that isolated the sky and the earth. Afterwards, the civilians who were taken to the fleet and witnessed everything with their own eyes would shout praises of the Tower of Invincibility faster than the storm.

So Shen Jian definitely didn't come for the storm.

In Xu Yinmo's opinion, this was already a perfect solution, even though he didn't know that the upper level of the Wuyan Tower had undergone a subtle source of blood transfusion.

so……

The admiral was silent for a while, then slowly said, "...Shen Xiuzhu?"

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows and smiled, “I’m glad you didn’t mention the Middle Ages.”

Xu Yinmo pursed his lips, "Actually I'd rather you come for me."

Shen Jian said nothing, lowered his eyes and rubbed the fire chip on his wrist twice.

He knew what Xu Yinmo wanted, but he only needed Xu Yinmo's current power, not his loyalty.

Shen Jian will go back sooner or later.

The Tower of Immortality in this world does not belong to him, but to the soul that had died long ago.

Just like when Shen Jian first met Xu Yinmo, he avoided the sword that Xu Yinmo was about to take out many times.

Shen Jian put aside his thoughts and tried not to focus his eyes on the sword that Xu Yinmo wore again, "So, actually you don't have to come back. I will go to see Shen Xiuzhu... alone."

Xu Yinmo's bright eyes dimmed in an instant, and he sighed lifelessly.

"So, take down the four battle zones," Shen Jian ordered calmly, "The storm is over, they are useless."

He needs to get the upper hand as soon as possible.

In the Middle Ages, they would fight back immediately.

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"Solomon."

Shen Jian called out in a low voice, and set his eyes on the vast plain in the distance, "Direction?"

The ground, which had been leveled many times, was completely different from what the Shen family remembered. The wind carried black particles floating on it.

Shen Jian expressionlessly waved away the virus particles that tried to get close, glancing at those things that seemed to be floating away pitifully.

[You have a good sense of direction, highest authority.] Solomon's subtle mechanical voice sounded in my ears, [At your feet.]

Shen Jian paused, took two steps back, and looked at the flat land below in silence.

“…Solomon, what are the chances that he will open it himself?” Shen Jian’s lips barely moved, his eyes looking calmly at the seemingly motionless ground.

【One hundred percent, the highest authority.】

Solomon's mechanical sound with electric current fell quietly, and the empty and deserted plain seemed to be covered with a shadow. The grass lay on the ground, wilting and turning yellow, moving weakly with the breeze.

Shen Jian was hesitating whether to take another step back.

Then, the ground beneath his feet opened like a sliding door, and Shen Jian fell smoothly from the ground into another space.

Shen Jian: …

Shen Jian: "I. Know. It. Is. The. Way."

If the spark had been able to eject him smoothly out of orbit, then this underground laboratory, which looked like nothing else but imported, must have had this kind of configuration.

Shen Jian was very familiar with the configuration here, which was almost exactly the same as Shen Xiuzhu's laboratory in the Wuyan Tower, except that there was an additional layer of silver-white metal soft film and air filtration device covering the underground land. The entire space looked like a semicircular silver sphere.

A huge unidentified device was placed in the center, with dense cables and neatly arranged unidentified parts, software, and display screens, circling the entire laboratory, and there were thousands of buttons on the operating table.

Shen Jian stood up from the cushion in silence. He seemed to have just caught a glimpse of the man who had been standing there in silence. He was politely surprised: "Who are you?"

The man slowly raised his head, his face was almost exactly the same as what Shen Jian remembered, he looked at Shen Jian blankly for a while, and called out as if confused: “…Mr.?”

Shen Jian paused.

He stared at the man with a bit of coldness for a while, "You think you saw what I look like through the camera when you let me in."

Then there is absolutely no way that men would recognize him as another leader.

But Shen Xiuzhu still called him leader?

Chen Jian stared at the man who was slowly gathering his dying emotions, and suddenly asked, "What on earth are you researching?"

"Originally I should have asked you why you betrayed the Wuyan Tower." Shen Jian said calmly, "But I am too curious about this question now."

Shen Xiuzhu smiled miserably, “I will explain it to you… I’m just afraid of shattering my hopes in person…”

He watched in deathly silence as Shen Jian sat down in the only seat in front of the operating table, then knelt down on one knee without any warning.

"Sorry." Shen Xiuzhu murmured with his head down.

Shen Jian paused for a moment and shook his head, "It's okay, Shen Xiuzhu. He won't blame you."

Shen Jian knew very well that if Shen Xiuzhu stood now, he might not be able to say a word.

Even Shen Xiuzhu knew clearly that he should not kneel down to Shen Jian.

In his headset, Shen Xiuzhu from the source world, who had been connected to the headset by a new line, had been silent for a long time.

The young man tapped his ears intentionally or unintentionally, making a slight rubbing sound, as if he was comforting his subordinates who were full of panic and anger in two far-flung worlds.

But no one came to even slightly support Shen Xiuzhu's shoulders as he knelt on the cold metal.

Shen Jian didn't go, and he believed that Shen Xiuzhu didn't need anyone to help him except the leader.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Xiuzhu, who had been silent for a long time, and sighed silently for a long time, "You don't seem very surprised."

"Yes." Shen Xiuzhu responded in a very light voice with his eyes closed, "Yes, I have some surveillance records from the Wuyan Tower, and I know who you are."

Shen Jian said nothing, and looked at Shen Xiuzhu quietly.

"But I still imagined that you would be Mr., because..." Shen Xiuzhu stopped talking, omitted the latter part, and began to narrate the content of the first part.

"Because I refuse to accept that my husband is dead."

“I know.” Shen Jian said calmly, and he was prepared to be interrupted by Shen Xiuzhu.

His current identity is a simple child in this world, and he can never be considered a subordinate who truly empathizes with the disappearance of his leader.

Even if Shen Jian truly understood, if he really died one day——

…

Shen Jian cut off this line of thought.

He didn't dare to imagine what the Wuyan Tower would become.

He believed that he was the only one in the Source World who had experienced the process of having his time taken away for four years and then losing his memory, so Wuyan Tower would definitely not be as rational as the "another leader" in this world who had a little support for them.

He will definitely drag himself into the bottom of the sea which is truly like a bottomless abyss. He is unwilling to die and forget his leader, but he is also unwilling to live and continue to endure such a day without any sunshine.

If he really died.

Shen Jian was silent for a while, but finally couldn't help it, he stood up and gently stroked the head of Shen Xiuzhu in this world.

"..." Shen Xiuzhu paused, his body trembled slightly, and he raised a weak smile, "Thank you, I will take it as you pity me."

Shen Jian said nothing.

"……thank you."

Shen Xiuzhu lowered his head, and Shen Jian couldn’t see his expression clearly. He only heard a slight but clear voice coming from his hands.

"Thank you, sir from another world."

Shen Jian’s pupils shrank, and he suddenly looked down at Shen Xiuzhu.