Chapter 203 Flyer Campaign
Boom, boom, boom.
My heart was pounding in my chest, pushing blood to my ears.
Chen Xiao'er closed her eyes. It wasn't clear whether she lowered her head or Ling raised his shoulders, but within seconds their lips delicately pressed against each other. Their breath carried a faint sweetness, reminiscent of whole-wheat bread freshly baked in the sun.
"Xiao'er." Ling whispered in her ear, his lips brushing across her earlobe as he spoke: "I hope you can be happy." As long as I can fulfill this wish... I can do anything.
She kept her eyes open, not wanting to miss any color on her lover's cheek.
When did you and I first meet? I don't know.
What is the origin of my love for you? I don't know.
But I know your kindness and strength, and this "knowing" relies on the records of the Church and the shared memory of the Apostles. Without these - I would have understood this at some point.
If we met at another time, in another place, or in another way, I would definitely touch your soul and fall deeply in love with you.
I want to see more than just your smile in the fog to comfort everyone.
I want to watch you walk into the real sunshine, and stand with us even in the face of tens of thousands of difficulties - and say "come on" at the very last moment.
I want to be your protector, not your jailer, and that's enough.
The alarm in his head hadn't sounded yet. It seemed the "periodic reset" mark was quite useful. Intense emotional fluctuations no longer caused an overreaction from the apostle group.
Zero silently felt everyone's silence, and the apostles tacitly isolated themselves from each other at this moment.
She couldn't hear any opinions, only the girl in her arms was getting hotter and hotter.
Chen Xiao'er trembled slightly with excitement: Ling... Ling, Ling must be serious about her feelings for me, she is so passionate!
Her lover's gaze burned as hot as her body temperature, and her icy beauty's aura vanished. The unspoken love of all the designer brands at this moment burned her cheeks red.
"In that case." The girl's eyes were as gentle as water, and she whispered softly, "Aren't we going outside? Well, then..."
For a moment, she thought of the bathtub at home, and imagined the words "I want to sleep with you" as they whispered to each other.
But in the next second, the word "home" ignited a scarlet flame.
Chen Xiao'er's rosy cheeks suddenly faded, and a bloody blade cut open her mother's chest and all her thoughts.
What are you thinking about? Do you want to forget everything and move towards the future?
[You haven't done anything yet, Chen Xiao'er!]
A face that looked exactly like his own screamed at the top of its lungs. He reached out and grabbed her neck, forcing all his breath into his lungs.
"Hu——" Chen Xiao'er took a deep breath, and the misty light in her eyes completely disappeared.
She remembered what she wanted to say at first and said softly, "This mission happens to be outside the school. Can you accompany me to find some people?"
Revenge on the Chen family would require a lot of intelligence. She could rely on the school, but she could also gather it from other places. For example, Red Star had a thriving mercenary industry; placing an order with them might be faster.
"Sure." Ling agreed decisively. Unless the headquarters forced her to do so, she would never say "no" to Xiao'e.
Chen Xiao'er squeezed her senior's palm gratefully, then turned to look at her younger sister and found Xiaotong was playing with her mobile phone with her head down.
The seniors in the student council probably didn't notice what happened just now, right?
She secretly glanced towards the aisle: the three senior students opposite her were sitting upright, their eyes fixed on the backs of their chairs, and they probably didn't notice.
"Huh~" Chen Xiao'er rubbed her cheeks, closed her eyes and leaned on Ling's shoulder, gradually falling into a relaxed sleep.
......
[Coordinate calibration in progress...]
【Point confirmed】
The areas the Apostles needed to bomb had all been circled in red on the map. Each point corresponded to a mature anomaly nest or area.
At the same time as the combat order was issued, a performance test of Chen Xiao'er-Zero (Power) was also conducted.
According to the original archival records, the impact of zeroing is not large. However, after two empowerment rituals, how is the current zeroing performance? I don't know, so I need to test it.
Next the apostolic cluster (100 people) will be divided into two groups.
One group (30 people) stayed on the bus, and another group (70 people) flew high into the sky on an aircraft.
The aircraft will release the apostles at the center point and let them bomb the abnormal nest in the form of a cluster. At the same time, the aircraft itself will also activate heavy weapons to coordinate the bombing.
Assuming that the ability to return to zero remains unchanged or changes little, at this distance it cannot change the facts, it can only change Chen Xiao'er's own cognition.
She will witness the "plane" passing by and see the apostles parachuting.
When you get close to the ruins, you might think, "This is a landing platform, everyone is skydiving here," or you might think, "Some kind of disaster has happened here, and the school is preparing to carry out rescue operations."
Countless pairs of eyes are watching here, waiting to observe the final results.
[Arrived at the scheduled location]
【Action Begins】
......
Crash.
"Hmm? Zero..."
A push made Chen Xiao'er sway. She held Ling's hand, but found that the person who pushed her shoulder lightly was neither Ling nor Xiaotong.
Chen Xiao'er turned around and saw snow-white hair falling on the sofa. The president with purple eyes nodded slightly at her and pointed at the window with his finger.
Look out the window?
Following the president's finger, she looked out the window. A plane was slowly flying across the sky, its tail trailing a pale golden trail, like the tail of a comet.
"So beautiful~" Chen Xiao'e stood up and leaned against the window, her eyes slightly wide. The golden trail was getting closer and closer, reflecting a bright glow in her eyes.
Click, click.
The machinery, pulled by the strange object, shifted gears, pushing the ammunition downwards one by one. The hatches opened simultaneously, and Apostle No. 32 was the first to step through.
Mode Switching
No. 32 spread his light wings, switched to flight mode, and jumped down towards the sea of clouds.
But the wings of light behind her had just spread out when they shattered into pieces of light feathers in the whistling wind at high altitude, transforming into a cotton-white parachute.
Bang!
The parachute deployed with a thud, and the observer at the monitoring center stood up: "Oh no! No. 32 can't fly freely now. She can't avoid the dense artillery fire!"
[Request for emergency termination of shelling]
[The artillery is already in operation, the application failed]
Buzz—a violent energy beam emanated a bewitching blue rose-like light, and within the beam emerged a few condensed cores of light. These were the Church's meticulously crafted concentrated magical bombs, capable of completely blasting away any anomalous areas.
Whoosh, whoosh.
The light cores fell like stars, heading straight into the embrace of the earth.
They kept falling, but when they were about to touch No. 32, white smoke burst out and they began to spin in the air.
"That's—"
The monitors saw the miracle that happened next through the monitors and No. 32's eyes: under Chen Xiao'er's gaze, the flashing shells were actually twisted and turned into -!
Crash, crash.
Chen Xiao'er's eyes opened even wider: leaflets fell from the sky like rain, flying around the parachute like butterflies.
She had been keeping an eye on the skydiving senior, and she had no idea that the school’s plane would drop so many leaflets!
The paper pages fluttered like flowers, and then parachutes bloomed one after another in the sky, floating towards the colorful neon scenery.
The situation inside the monitoring center stabilized again, and the recorders typed in line after line on the keyboard.
The influence of Zero (Power) has been expanded again. See calculation for details.
[The influence of Zero (power) has increased, and objects that Chen Xiao'er has not directly come into contact with (witnessed) can be transformed into forms that she recognizes.]
[The specific duration of the "alienation state" still needs to be tested]
"What should we do? The ammunition and the Apostle's Spear of Light have all turned into leaflets." An observer smiled wryly and turned her chair. Her emotions remained relatively stable. After all, this outcome was better than No. 32's body being pierced by the beam of light and having to be replaced with a mechanical one.
The screen showed the field of view of No. 44 who subsequently "parachuted".
She grabbed a page of a "flyer" that contained a promotional message about a communications base station, complete with pictures.
This picture was enlarged in front of everyone, and it seemed to be a steel frame structure similar to pillars drawn in anime style. It was probably a building that fit the image of a "communication base station" in Chen Xiao'er's mind.
So this is what she thinks we need to build. Although they look different, the idea is essentially the same.
The text next to the picture advises residents living near the scenic area to accept the base station and not to damage it. It claims that once the base station is established, it will bring many conveniences to everyone's lives.
"Residents near the scenic area?"
The recorder underlined with his mouse: "The human gathering points here are very scattered. Most of them are abnormal."
This location was once home to a large city, close to rivers and mines in ancient times. Even after the decline of technology, many people still lived in the abandoned city, smelting ore to make a living.
However, in recent decades, due to underground cracks, the radiation concentration has risen too quickly, and humans have finally been unable to withstand the repeated anomalies and have been forced to migrate to other places.
The only people still living in the vicinity are groups of people with super powers and some mercenaries who have temporary business.
"Haha." The expert assistant laughed out loud while recording. "What a remarkable ability! It's a shame all that energy went to waste."
"Not necessarily." The colleague tapped the screen and a suggestion flashed on it.
[Milo: Have Chen Xiao'er and the apostles take these flyers to the anomalous areas to try to "propagate" them.]
[Milo: In her eyes, those abnormalities should be humans who can be persuaded.]
That makes sense. Even if it fails, it won't affect anything.
[Application is being processed...application approved]
......
Dark brown liquid gushed out from the cracks like dirty mud, emitting a rotten smell.
Rifts nurtured mature anomalies, which, viewed from above, resembled pustules nestled between the wilderness and the desert, constantly devouring unfortunate passersby.
Most of the cracks are concentrated in the ruins of ancient cities. The abnormal clusters here are gathering more and more, and occasionally individuals with high Paster values and high personality similarity are bred.
But anomalies cannot give birth to civilization. They fight and devour each other. Unless they are under tremendous pressure, they will not bother to communicate with waves.
Now comes the immense pressure.
Puff, puff, puff.
The sound of bubbles bursting echoed through the ruins. Mud and broken bricks quickly coalesced into a wide street, and even the buildings that had been broken for a century shed their rust and stood up with a clatter.
"Chi?!" A lazy anomaly was pinched by the neck by an invisible force and stuffed into a tin can. Six of the eight eyes on its face disappeared with a crackling sound. It raised the remaining two eyes and looked towards the end of the street.
A silver-white bus was approaching slowly.
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