Chapter 266 City of the Sun

Jiang Mu arrived leisurely at 1:55, right on time.

His teammates seemed to know that the evacuation room was too crowded, so they didn't come along.

There were indeed many people waiting in the lobby.

The waiting sentries remained absolutely silent, each listening to white noise to reduce the mental burden on their minds.

Jiang Mu had just stepped into the lobby of the evacuation room when his communicator vibrated.

Xie Tu: [When are you going back?]

Jiang Mu raised an eyebrow: [What? Am I bothering you?]

Xie Tu: [Hmm.]

Jiang Mu clicked his tongue lightly and took the child to get psychological counseling first.

The white-haired beast swished its tail happily in the spiritual realm.

It made "woof woof" sounds, expressing its joy at seeing Yun Zhao.

The soldiers on duty watched as the unfamiliar sentry, who was not being led, casually barged in.

His aura appeared languid, but it was actually unfathomable.

His identity is already obvious, given that he can make even an A-level sentinel feel pressured.

The soldiers on duty exchanged a glance and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Today, an S-level officer actually came here to manage traffic!

Should we notify Minister Bai?

Jiang Mu naturally noticed that someone was spying on him, but he didn't care at all.

Listening to the sound of the waves, he strolled along the covered walkway and thought the architectural style of the Dawn Courtyard was quite nice, so he casually took some photos and sent them back to his own base.

He was too lazy to type, so he only sent pictures.

But the meaning is very clear.

The evacuation room currently under construction on the ground at Dawn Base can be modeled after the Chinese-style courtyard at Dawn Base.

The minister replied instantly: [Get back here! You don't need the evacuation room, so why are you meddling in things that aren't your business!]

Jiang Mu: "..."

She's really short-tempered.

Minister: [Did you submit the year-end report I asked you to submit?!]

Jiang Mu pretended not to see it, calmly exited the chat window, then asked for directions and entered the courtyard.

It was exactly two o'clock.

He pushed open the door to the evacuation room.

The two girls sitting inside both looked at him.

Bai Yu immediately looked down at the time.

"You're so punctual! What would happen if you arrived a minute early?" Bai Yu couldn't help but say.

How could he time it so perfectly?

Jiang Mu raised his eyelids slightly and replied lazily, "I'll leave a minute earlier."

Bai Yu: "..."

The white-haired beast was delighted to see the little bluebird by the windowsill and couldn't wait to come out and play.

Unfortunately, this place is not suitable.

There were guides and sentries everywhere outside; its enormous size would cause a riot if it came out.

Jiang Mu casually found a seat and sat down, patiently comforting the child while looking around.

The evacuation area was decorated in a very warm and inviting manner.

Large floor-to-ceiling windows frame the snowy scenery outside.

Soft cushions were placed on the sofa, and a comfortable carpet was laid on the floor, with thick plush that felt soft to the touch.

The corner by the window.

Several potted green plants were placed there, their leaves unfurled, exuding a vibrant green hue.

Against the backdrop of a winter snowscape, the lush greenery brings a touch of vibrancy to the interior.

but……

The black iron chain extending from the wall looks rather abrupt and disruptive, ruining the cozy atmosphere of the room and appearing out of place.

Jiang Mu paused, pointed to the chain, which was thicker than his wrist, and asked in a somewhat subtle tone, "Are you going to use this to chain me up?"

Bai Yu looked at Yun Zhao, seemingly asking for her opinion.

Should we restrict the movements of S-class Sentinels?

Yun Zhao was silent for two seconds: "No need, the chains should be useless to you."

The chains were to prevent the sentries from becoming enraged and harming the guides during evacuation operations.

But he's an S-class, so the chain can't stop him at all.

Jiang Mu was relieved. "Should we try to calm things down first, or what?"

He wanted to talk about the diary, but Bai Yu was there.

The result was the next moment.

Yun Zhao handed the documents on the table to Bai Yu in front of him. “The traffic control room is very busy. To make a long story short, I have already checked. Section 111 is located in the old Rizhao City, Shandong Province, also known as Sun City.”

The first rays of sunlight shine upon the sun.

In the Dark Ages, there was no sun, yet this city was called the City of the Sun.

The name "Rizhao" seems to have become an ironic statement.

It's as if it's constantly reminding humanity that we've lost the sunlight we once took for granted.

“That area is close to the Yellow Sea and falls within the monitoring range of the Dawn Base.”

Yun Zhao continued, "It is currently spreading and has been rated as four stars with an orange priority."

Jiang Mu reached out and took the documents. "I was planning to meet you and talk to you about it, but it turns out you've already investigated it thoroughly. So, you're choosing this for the next mission?"

Yun Zhao was silent for a moment, then said, "It's not certain yet."

She didn't know how to bring this up with Xie Tu.

He's so smart, he might notice something.

After all, Jiang Mu had mentioned "spiritual traction" to his face, and the diary had passed through his hands when it was delivered.

Yun Zhao had no choice but to ask Jiang Mu to keep it a secret.

That would be too conspicuous.

Jiang Mu remained noncommittal, saying, "That person just found the diary on the edge of number 111; it may not necessarily be related to this contaminated area."

The contaminated area continues to spread.

Across the long river of time, perhaps a hundred years ago, it was a completely different scene there.

It's possible that the diary was simply lost by the owner while passing by.

"Perhaps," Yun Zhao said.

Knowing that Bai Yu would be busy with work in the afternoon, and that they couldn't occupy the evacuation room for too long, Yun Zhao ended the topic.

"Let's focus on providing guidance first, and we'll discuss the rest later."

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Sentry training camp.

The afternoon class is a combat training session.

Quite a few A-level Sentinels have awakened this year.

The somewhat immature boys stood tall and straight in the snow, each full of vigor, their eyes brimming with undisguised ambition and sharpness.

Ten minutes later.

The situation took a dramatic turn.

The boys were all covered in dust and looked utterly disheveled, having been beaten to the ground by their instructors and unable to get up.

The snowfield was filled with people lying haphazardly.

The lion from Song Liang's family crouched down, its paws trampling several people beneath it.

The sentries struggled desperately, but could not break free.

The spirits paced anxiously nearby, finally revealing their ferocious nature as they roared at the lion.

The lion turned its head and roared back.

The little cuties were so frightened that they hurriedly huddled together.

“You are all A-level Sentinels. Talent is certainly important, but without rigorous training, you are nothing but empty shells.”

The instructors shouted, "Get up, all of you! Unleash the drive and ruthlessness in your bones!"

The B-level sentries sat in rows along the edge, watching the spectacle unfold.

Many of them are familiar faces.

He Xiang, Cheng Dongshu, Li Guo, Xu Pengcheng, Ge Bo, and others were also present.

Xie Tu, as the head instructor, stood under a large tree outside the training ground.

He crossed his arms, his face calm, his deep eyes seemingly concealing a sharp insight into everything.

The boys struggled to their feet.

Xie Tu's face remained expressionless as he absentmindedly glanced at the time.

2:40.

I wonder how things are going at the evacuation center.

Is she already trying to counsel Jiang Mu? Could she be checking on Jiang Mu's mental state...?

The little bluebird seems to prefer the white-dawn beast?

Xie Tu frowned slightly.

—The head instructor frowned!

—They must be dissatisfied with our performance just now!

The boys in the arena rekindled their fighting spirit and focused intently on the combat lesson.