Chapter 136 Cooperation Aba Aba
The old man named "O White" was agile and alert, and seemed to be rushing to a certain place, but he was obviously taking a detour and even used anti-detection methods.
Unfortunately, the land he was standing on was connected to the mud and sand.
Zhang Chun was not too far away, still wearing a thick black cloak. It was already dark at this time, and he could get around District 2 with this outfit. Many residents even expressed their wishes in a subtle way, asking if they needed help.
The Hidden Light will connect everyone together, like an airtight spider web. Once a fire starts anywhere, the whole web will be burned.
Zhang Chun, an outsider who had just arrived in the kingdom less than half a day ago, could clearly see that this network had already ignited a spark. What about O'White, who was suspected to have a very high status in this force?
He? Is that clear?
He? Can he see that this card is on the verge of getting out of control?
as well as......
That boy whose back was almost identical to Yun Yan's? What role did he play in this chaos?
Zhang Chun rubbed his solar plexus with a headache, trying to gather his scattered thoughts and concentrate on tracking.
Nearly half an hour later, it was completely dark, and O'White quietly entered a dilapidated empty house and did not leave until half an hour later.
Zhang Chun hid in the alley more than ten meters away, and waited for a few minutes to "see" O'White go, and then returned to search and guard around to make sure there was nothing unusual, and finally went far away, then quietly entered the empty house.
The room was indeed very empty. One could tell at a glance that there were not many valuable things. The floor was covered with mud and sand, and there was only a bed and a chair. The furniture was covered with dust, but the photo frame hanging on the wall was free of dust.
Zhang Chun walked closer to observe.
The photo in the frame should be a family photo, with eight people in total, men, women, old, and young. In the photo, Owyte is much younger than he is now, and next to him stands a girl who looks similar, who seems to be his sister. The edge of the corner is torn, and only a pair of larger than normal feet can be vaguely seen at the bottom.
Zhang Chun's eyes flashed with thought, and he chose not to touch her. He turned around and continued to look around.
Left by O'White? The footprints pointed to the bed, as if he had rested here for half an hour.
Zhang Chun clearly understood that this was a trap. Not to mention that with O'White's vigilant personality, how could he leave such an obvious clue? Just an earth-related ability could make him "see" that there was a bomb under the bed. Once pressed, it would explode. The noise at that time would definitely cause a lot of trouble.
Apart from this footprint trap, there were no other clues around, so Zhang Chun went straight to the point.
He walked to the right side of the table and chairs, and used the tip of his shoe to remove the sand on the ground. What came into view was an underground passage covered with iron plates.
Hidden? A secret room.
Zhang Chun's mind moved, and the sand around the iron plate began to tremble, and in a blink of an eye, the iron plate was stretched open to an entrance that was wide enough for one person to pass through.
He?jumped down?, and the iron plate behind him gently closed again.
There was no light in the hidden room, but there was a candle burning and a slight smell of burning. It was obvious that O'White had been in the room not long ago.
Zhang Chun thought about it, took out a flashlight from his pocket, and illuminated this small space.
Three sides of the two-meter-high bookshelves were filled with neatly arranged books, and on the center table was a desert map. The vast expanse of yellow sand was dotted with oases of all sizes, and roads crisscrossed these oases into a commercial route, and nearby were settlements of all sizes.
There is a line? Line? of small print next to the map.
[This is the desert one hundred and twenty years ago.]
[The last oasis was seven years ago? It disappeared completely.]
[Every time an oasis disappears, the deadly area contaminated by high blood crystal concentration will expand outward by a hundred meters.]
[When there were only three oases left, Leopold set out. However, when the last oasis disappeared, he? Also? Couldn’t? Come back.]
[The desert god became more and more powerful, and the tribe had to migrate. The number of people in the "Wu" lineage became smaller and smaller. In just ten years, only my sister and I were left.]
[...A giant appeared. Blood rained down from the sky. The blood of the ruler's lineage was polluted. The sand land, the last sand vein worm survived...but it also became manic.]
[…The prophecy came true.]
"prophecy?"
Zhang Chun vaguely remembered that there was such a thing. In the archives of the ruined city, there was a book about prophecy. The core meaning was "the world is going to be destroyed", "the forest is the place where the child of destiny comes", "the beginning of the latest and the end" and so on. Later, it was taken away by a spy who came to steal confidential information, and finally it was not found.
"Is there a book of prophecies here too?"
He turned around and looked at the bookshelf at the back. The densely packed books were dazzling, and then he keenly found a book with less dust on it.
I opened the first page. What did it say?
[God is immortal, the concept exists, and He will be immortal.]
[Giants are bones, angels? are blood, and sandworms are flesh.]
[The Bone Tribe is the anchor, the Ruler is the anchor, the Sandworm... this desert is His anchor.]
[But now, the Bone Tribe is on the verge of extinction, the ruler's bloodline is polluted, and the desert is cursed as the dead land expands. We can no longer kill the gods.]
[That ridiculous? Big lie actually came true?]
With a click.
A blinding white light suddenly appeared, causing Zhang Chun to close his eyes subconsciously. He was about to turn around and attack, but through the perception of the sand under his feet, he "saw" O'White at the door of the secret room, pointing a gun at him.
"Did you find the information you wanted? The stalker." O'White pulled the corner of his mouth coldly, holding the gun firmly in his hand.
Zhang Chun adjusted to the suddenly bright environment, turned to O'White, and said calmly: "It's almost clear now. Let me sort it out. Those three terrifying creatures wandering in the desert were originally on the side of humans?"
Just as the words came out of his mouth, Zhang Chun shook his head again, "No, it should be said that the three monsters originally stood on the side of resisting the Desert God, but now the kingdom is cooperating with the Desert God. In their eyes, is it equivalent to betrayal?"
Owette's eyes turned cold, without revealing any information, he asked back: "You are not from the desert?"
Zhang Chun sighed softly, took off his hood and mask, revealing an appearance that was clearly not that of a desert native. "I came from the ruined city to resolve the war. But now it seems that the root of the problem does not lie with the kingdom, but with God."
He stared at O'White's old face and slowed down his voice. "We are on the same page, O'White, you don't need to be so wary of me. The Hidden Lantern Society you founded is on the verge of losing control, the three former allies are no longer united, the Youdu resistance is being controlled by the gods, and the kingdom cannot be relied on. Now, only the ruined city still has enough independence and strength. You need our help, and we don't want a mad dog living next door."
"But what about me? How do I know what you handed over? Is it covered with thorns? The blade?"
"What about the one you're protecting behind you? What's the good of the thing on my side? Is it any good for the person?"
“…”
O'White's fingers trembled slightly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. After a long time, he slowly put down the gun, sighed deeply, and said, "You are right, I was wrong. You want to stop the kingdom from launching a war and block the threat of the desert god, and I also don't want to see large-scale casualties in the desert. We can indeed cooperate."
Zhang Chun did not express any opinion on this, but just lowered his head again, staring at the last line of small words on the paper, and said: "Then next, try to control the kingdom as quickly as possible, and then join forces with the ruined city and the Northwest Alien Army to besiege the Desert God. Why don't you try to go back and control the Hidden Lantern Society?"
"Okay, the reason why they lost control is that they mistakenly thought that they could force the upper city's top leaders to retreat just by relying on numbers..." As O'White was talking, he suddenly stopped and wondered if he had heard wrongly. "Wait, you said you wanted to join forces with the aliens in the northwest? Are you sure? Isn't your forest..." Do you hate aliens?
Zhang Chun touched his chin and said in an inexplicable tone: "But this is a desert or a forest? The rules don't apply here. Besides, the team sent from the northwest is very strong, it would be a waste if we don't use them."
"So you guys have discussed it?"
"No, I will go to discuss it with them after I conquer the kingdom. But if the high priest also comes to the desert, even if I don't go to find them, they will come to me."
"…You plan to control the kingdom? How many people do you have?"
Zhang Chun: "You, me, and another companion who came with us, plus half of the people from Upper City, and maybe one in the prison, that's enough."
O'White began to wonder how casual this team really was.
But since there is such a certainty, it means that the individual strength is very strong, strong enough to ignore the threat of the enemy's number.
Zhang Chun was still standing by the bookshelf, looking for new clues. Then he found a small monitor and bug in the gap between two books.
He? He held the two little things and turned to look at Owyte.
O'White was putting away his gun. Seeing this, he said, "It's a product of technology. My friends didn't realize you were following them... So they are useful, right?"
Zhang Chun held the two small monitors and bugs with a strange expression for a moment, then stuffed them back into the gap between the bookshelves.
at the same time.
In prison, Chu Xiuyan was attending a storytelling session with his cellmate next door.
The other party called himself Liangqiu Chao. He had strong language logic, wild imagination, and preferred to tell ghost stories in the first person. He often used "prison" as the location of the story, which made Chu Xiuyan, who sat cross-legged on the ground and listened to the story carefully, feel very immersed. He even crushed the stone in his arms into eight pieces.
"… His wife turned around, and he discovered that there was another face under her black hair—it was his own face!"
Liangqiu Chao told a ghost story in vivid detail.
The big rock in Chu Xiuyan's arms was crushed by him again. Then he wiped the tears from his eyes and sobbed, "This is too touching. In order to be with her husband forever, the wife did not hesitate to rip off his face and put it behind her head. Sob."
Liangqiu Chao: "..."
He?didn't tell this horror story.
He? Talking? Clearly murdered? The wife came back at midnight to avenge her husband.
Chu Xiuyan choked up again, "Your story is so touching. Uncle also likes to listen to ghost stories. He will be very happy to see you."
Liang Qiuchao: "...Thank you."
He paused, and after telling the fifteenth story, he finally couldn't help but ask, "You've been in jail for almost eight hours. Don't you plan to do anything?"
Chu Xiuyan wiped her tears blankly and said in confusion: "What did I do? I ate, slept and rested, then I broke through the walls of the two cells and listened to ghost stories with you."
Liang Qiuchao was confused. "No, what I meant? It's that kind, that kind..."
He didn't dare to say it out loud, and could only gesture wildly, hoping that the boy in front of him could understand the hint.
Chu Xiuyan held a stone in his arms again, propped up his chin and looked at Liangqiu Chao, who seemed to have remembered something belatedly, "Ah, do you mean ruling the kingdom? I'm already doing it."
He smiled with his eyes curved, "I'm here, but I'm also everywhere."
Liangqiu Chao didn't understand.
"It's fog." Chu Xiuyan said, "I told you that this place will become the second Nether City. I've already picked a name for it, how about calling it Fog City? It sounds much better than your name of Se Ge."
Liang Qiuchao uttered an "ah" in bewilderment, and after a long pause he spoke hesitantly: "Selibeg, this fortress is called Selibeg."
Chu Xiuyan: "I still think Wudu sounds better."
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