City of Chaos 01
City of chaos.
This place is adjacent to the Yuanhan Mithril Mine and is the largest living area of the Mi Clan, the overlord of the northern region, on the Aiguto continent where hundreds of races live.
The vast and boundless city is covered in black and silver, standing tall and majestic like a giant beast lurking in the night.
The Mi people have the same body shape as humans, but a very powerful tail will gradually grow from the tail vertebrae. The purer the blood of the tribe members, the stronger their power.
They have been entrenched in this chaotic city for thousands of years, guarding the capital and their own tribe.
The current leader of the City of Chaos is in poor health and has only appeared three times in the past five years.
Other ethnic groups neighboring the City of Chaos are dissatisfied with the years of suppression and are trying to replace its dominant position in the Northern Territory. There have been some subtle movements, and it is only thanks to the supervisors under the leader's seat that there has not been much chaos.
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Right now.
The central royal city of the chaotic city.
The conference table was covered with black velvet. The chair at the head was empty, and the core members of the City of Chaos sat on both sides.
Sitting in the first seat on the right was a man with a noble and gentle temperament, black eyes and black hair. He was wearing a well-tailored white suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.
It was Jie Ling, the right inspector of the City of Chaos.
Jie Ling glanced at the empty seat across from him and asked, "Where's Inspector Zuo?"
"Reporting to the Right Inspector, the Left Inspector went to the slave detention center and said there's blood there suitable for healing the leader..."
"Oh."
Jie Ling chuckled, and the person who replied immediately fell silent.
"You can assign these tasks to your subordinates. There's been a rash of unrest lately in several districts outside the city, and he, a dignified Inspector General, isn't trying to suppress it, but is instead running around everywhere..."
Xie Ling thought about the increasingly thick files in her office that she couldn't handle even with eight hands. She pushed her glasses up and the smile on her lips became gentler.
"Since he's not doing anything, there's no need to keep his legs. When he comes back, let me know and I'll chop off his legs myself."
No one dared to respond.
As the air pressure dropped, the door suddenly opened, and a half-human-sized orange cat gracefully scurried onto the conference table, speaking in human language: "Jie Ling, I'm going out alone."
More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at him, "Master Simao?"
"Has the chief's condition improved?"
This big orange long-haired cat is the sacrificial messenger of their Mi tribe. He has a noble status and usually only shows up when there is a matter related to the leader or the survival of the entire tribe.
Jie Ling raised her hand to suppress the restlessness in the conference room, and followed Si Mao to the side hall of the conference hall to find a secret place.
"Is it the chief's business?"
"Well, the leader's wheel of fate has begun to turn."
"What?"
Simao didn't keep anyone in suspense and said directly, "A direct descendant of the leader has appeared."
Jie Ling's pupils shrank slightly.
Only he and a few of his absolutely loyal subordinates, including Inspector Zuo and Sima Mao, knew the true situation of the leader.
The leader wasn't ill and confined to the palace to handle government affairs; rather, he was in a deep sleep, having awakened only three times in the past five years. This news had been concealed for five years, and some perceptive individuals had already sensed something was amiss.
If the leader really has a descendant, then there is a chance that he will inherit the royal blood. The combat power brought by royal blood cannot be underestimated.
Seeing Jie Ling's expression become serious, Si Maocai continued, "It's at Liren Wharf Bay. I was so tired to get it right there. Any more would be gone."
It rolled a glass ball into its tail and threw it to Jie Ling.
There was a drop of blood and a faintly visible gold line inside the glass ball.
"The golden thread will guide you. If you are lucky, you will encounter the leader's bloodline, and the blood will turn blue.
The premise is that the leader's bloodline is still within the scope of Liren Wharf Bay. This prediction is only this time, if it can't be found, it can't be found. "
Jie Ling's palm holding the glass ball tightened slightly.
Liren Wharf Bay is a must-pass place for other races coming to the City of Chaos. It is also one of the important ports for transporting mithril ore and the place where ships travel most frequently.
The leader's bloodline suddenly appeared, and it must have been detected because it came by boat.
The average lifespan of the Mi people is three hundred years, and the minimum childbearing age is thirteen.
The chief is ninety-three years old this year. Excluding the five years of coma, the chief's descendants he is looking for are probably between five and eighty years old.
Si Mao: "You know why I came to you and not to Ninglie. If he knew about this, there is a 70% chance that Ninglie would kill the leader's child as soon as he found him in order to save the leader, use forbidden techniques to draw his blood, and then hide everything."
"That's the choice he would make."
Jie Ling frowned, "I know what to do."
He left and gathered his men. He didn't reveal a single word about the leader's descendants, but instead said in a cold voice, "We've received a notification from the Liren District in the outer city that an alien species has secretly smuggled a batch of mithril ore. We're sealing off the Liren Wharf and forbidding any entry or exit!"
"Anyone who displays a tough attitude and obstructs the process will be detained!"
"yes!"
Jie Ling looked back at the Central Royal City, then hurried to Liren District with his subordinates.
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Woohoo——
The steamship hummed and puffed.
The handrails and railings were covered in a layer of red rust.
There was a constant stream of people coming and going to unload cargo, board ships, and get on board. It was extremely busy.
The bag-carrying figures range from turtles with hard shells to slow-moving robotic arms to jellyfish registrars, who dip their hands in octopus ink and write furiously, wishing every tentacle was used.
The ship had just docked. The commander set up a wooden platform, lowered a rope, and shouted, "Disembark! Disembark! Welcome to the city of chaos, the Mirsai headquarters!"
"Pureblood Mi Li is blocking the VIP passage to the north. Don't worry, everyone!"
"The horse sister on the right, your hoof stepped on the passenger next to you. Look, look, pay attention!"
"Those with children should look after them. Those who want to buy or sell cubs after getting off the ship, go to Slave Street. Don't go the wrong way! Those who need to trade ores, go to the central or branch exchanges~"
"Does anyone need a map? Just one copper coin! A detailed map is provided for you!"
A two-meter-tall red bear mother got off the boat, carrying a load on her back. The load had two large wooden baskets in front and behind, and the heavy wooden baskets made a creaking sound as she moved.
The guard stopped her and asked, "What's in the basket?"
The red bear mother scratched her head in a simple and honest manner: "I can no longer afford to raise the cubs of my tribe. I will send them all to the Slave Street."
This kind of thing was commonplace. The guard nodded and casually lifted the black cloth covering the wooden basket to take a look.
There were indeed several red-haired balls huddled together in the wooden basket, crying in confusion and trying to pull at the basket to look out, but the red bear mother slapped them back.
The guard sniffed again and smelled the milky smell of a red bear cub.
He waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go."
The red bear mother breathed a sigh of relief, carried her children off the boat, and walked out with the other species that had gotten off the boat.
The black cloth of the basket behind him quietly opened a crack. Ning Ren's eyes lit up, and everything he saw was new. He cheered softly, "Yeah! It's out!"
The cosmic live broadcast system in his mind was not stingy with its praise: "A-zai is awesome!"
This is the first live broadcast, and the title of the live broadcast is written by the system itself #The First Episode of the Invincible Cute A Ren Looking for His Father# and #Click to see the warm, healing and adorable A Zai#.
The system happily watched the barrage of comments floating through the live broadcast room.
[A-zai is really good, he managed to get through it! ]
[So cute, baby! ]
[A direct, big kiss.]
[Hahahahaha, doesn’t the red bear mother feel heavy? ]
The system opened Ning Ren's interface, and as expected, the emotional fluctuations collected in the live broadcast room had been converted into energy values:
[Name: Ning Ren
Cosmic Race: Weapon Race (Sword)
Growth stage: Stage 1 (no soul wound added in this stage)
Energy value collected in this stage: 0.000001%]
It is the system responsible for managing the universe's live broadcast room. It is an assistant sent by the Lord God to stay with Ning Ren and help him grow up. The main reason is that he is afraid that something might happen to Ning Ren, an S-level endangered species in the universe, in this small world.
The live broadcast room in Ning Ren's sea of consciousness is facing the universe. As long as there are species watching and becoming interested, it can be converted into energy for Ning Ren's growth.
Of course, Ning Ren was too young and his birth was difficult, which resulted in incomplete wounds in his soul. He knew too many things that were not conducive to the healing and perfection of his soul.
With the intervention of the Lord God, Ning Ren could not see the barrage that would interfere with him. He could only see the forum attached to the live broadcast room (not yet open) and the relatively mild cub discussion area.
When Ning Ren was sent to this world, his name automatically appeared in the book of destiny of this world, as well as many threads of kinship that were automatically entangled with it.
Among those kinship lines, Ning Ren will become the bloodline of whoever he chooses.
This is a destined bond chosen by both parties, and no one can change it.
Ning Ren naively chose the kinship line closest to him.
The mutual selection was successful, so he turned into a three-year-old cub, slipped into the red bear cub's basket, and successfully sneaked into the city of chaos—
Go find dad.
According to the brief introduction that appeared in the Book of Destiny after making the choice, Ning Ren has a blood-related father who is in the City of Chaos.
When Ning Ren was in the universe, he was born without any tribe members, and he had no idea what father meant. Everything he knew now was taught to him by the Lord God.
He had just arrived in this small world and only regarded 'finding daddy' as a novel adventure game.
The system finished recalling and sighed.
Ning Ren whispered to the bear cubs in the basket, "Thank you for your help."
The bear cub waved at him, "Goodbye."
Ning Ren wrapped himself in his little red cloak.
"You guys want to go to, uh... Slave Street? What's that place? Is it fun?"
The bear cubs all looked at each other with longing, and said expectantly, "I don't know. Mom said that once we get bought there, we won't be hungry anymore."
Ning Ren exclaimed: "That's great!"
He is very hungry now.
If he wasn't looking for his father, he would also like to go to Slave Street to be bought.
[This is not good, little one.]
Slave Street doesn't sound like a good place.
[Is the cub's father in this kind of place? ]
The system did not explain. It was not that it did not want to say it, but that it wanted to say it, but was blocked by an invisible force and could not say it.
It can help Ning Ren with other things, such as forecasting the temperature and finding food, but when it comes to exploring the world, it can only guide children to find the answers themselves and cannot tell them directly.
It was obvious that he wanted it to protect Ning Ren, but he also issued many prohibitions, some of which were cruel and forced Ning Ren to stumble and explore the world on his own.
Once it forcibly interferes with Ning Ren's choice, the mute mechanism will be triggered.
Ning Ren regretted not being able to sell himself. After saying goodbye, he grabbed the basket with his hands, slowly moved himself down, and then jumped.
The tightly wrapped little red ball was so small that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The red bear mother felt her shoulder lighten, she exclaimed, and looked back, but didn't find anything wrong.
Shortly after Ning Ren left the Red Bear Mother's basket, the Right Inspector arrived at Liren Wharf Bay.
Jie Ling's eyes were gloomy, ignoring the invisible tension caused by his arrival.
He looked at the vast and busy dock and raised his hand.
"Block off the area, no species allowed to enter or leave!"
Jie Ling looked at the glass ball in her palm. The golden thread inside seemed to have sensed something, and it turned half a circle in the ball and pointed to the southwest.
He frowned and looked towards the southwest.
That is the largest slave trading market in the City of Chaos, and the place with the worst security in the fringe area.
Jie Ling ordered his men to keep an eye on the dock, then clutched the glass ball and followed the golden thread to search.
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