Chapter 107 Chapter 107
The armored vehicles were parked neatly in front of the battle line. With bursts of brake sounds, well-trained soldiers jumped down from them carrying weapons and used the armored vehicles as cover to launch fire attacks on the strange creatures in the distance.
The psychics initially held out little hope. After all, ordinary guns and ammunition were useless against the strange creatures, and the arrival of the army might only help them hold out for a little longer. But they soon changed their minds.
Under the barrage of fire, quite a few of the creatures were indeed damaged, some even having their forms shattered, unable to reappear for a long time. A glimmer of hope rekindled in everyone's eyes.
Although no one knew why hot weapons suddenly worked, it made everyone feel more at ease and more confident. It turned out that all fears came from insufficient firepower.
The psychics, battle-hardened and acutely aware of danger, quickly realized their safety was only temporary. These weapons were limited to ranged attacks and incapable of blocking the uncanny movements. It wasn't long before the uncanny would be visible to everyone. By then, no amount of weapons would be effective, and they would still face certain death.
Someone must step forward and stop them within a relatively safe shooting range.
"Hey! Come back quickly, there's danger ahead, what are you going to do!" The soldier in front was startled when he found someone running in a strange direction, and he shouted and tried to stop them.
But they didn't stop. Someone turned around and, like the protagonist in a hot-blooded manga, gave them a thumbs-up with a bright smile. "Brothers, fight on! We'll just hold these monsters back. We'll be right back!"
"Come on, let's play like a tower defense game and keep these guys within range!"
"Danger, come back quickly!"
"We are all serving the people. Hey, people from our Superpower Bureau are not the kind of people who are afraid of death." Someone muttered in a low voice, took out his weapon and wiped it carefully, and then blended into the battlefield silently.
"Sir..."
"Everyone, concentrate your firepower and coordinate their actions... Make sure to protect everyone."
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Zhu Changan freed himself from a pile of gray-black yarn and casually crushed the strange core. Without the energy to support it, the yarn beneath his feet turned to ash and disappeared.
He subconsciously shook his hair, trying to shake off the dust. Although he knew that nothing would remain after the strangeness dissipated, Zhu Changan still felt uncomfortable psychologically.
"Is support coming from above?" Zhu Changan only noticed the increased support on the battlefield when he heard the intense gunfire. He had been trapped in the strange domain and had no idea what was happening outside.
But after a closer look, he was filled with astonishment. The reason was simple: the uniforms these people wore, the weapons they carried, and the armored vehicles they used were usually only seen at military parades.
But, but the troops are all ordinary humans without any special abilities!
Zhu Changan glanced around and spotted a familiar figure among the camouflage uniforms - the standard black combat uniform of the Supernatural Bureau with the iconic rough guy style was too conspicuous among the others, not to mention that the name and code of the team member were written in large white fonts on the uniform.
"Uncle Zhao!"
That man was Zhao Wencheng, who was speaking to the soldiers beside him. Zhu Chang'an looked around. He had already cleared the area. Under the influence of his supernatural power, the strange creatures in the distance were also deeply trapped in the swamp, and it would take a long time for them to attack. He made a quick assessment and ran towards Zhao Wencheng.
And the moment Zhu Changan opened his mouth, Zhao Wencheng seemed to sense something and turned his face towards Zhu Changan accurately.
At that moment, the expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost.
God knows how scary it was to see his careless child running towards him under the gunfire and strange attacks. Fortunately, although Zhu Changan was reckless, his luck and dodging skills were maximized. When Zhao Wencheng finally grabbed Zhu Changan's arm, he immediately pulled the child up and down to check him. Seeing that he was indeed not injured, he felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Chang'an, you scared me to death. Do you know how scary you looked just now? Do you know how I would explain to the old man if something happened to you? Do you know--" Zhao Wencheng waved his hands, almost speechless in his anxiety.
"Uncle Zhao, I can protect myself." Zhu Changan started to have a headache after hearing Zhao Wencheng's nagging, and quickly changed the subject: "But why did you suddenly appear here? Aren't you on a mission?"
"It's a temporary transfer." Zhao Wencheng sighed. "I'm the tactical advisor for this mission. After all, we psychics are experienced in combating monsters and know their weaknesses. These soldiers only learned about the existence of monsters today and have no experience in dealing with them. We can't just let a bunch of ordinary people fight blindly."
"I see. But isn't it said that ordinary firearms are ineffective against weirdness? But now it seems that they seem to be quite effective."
Zhu Changan pointed to the battlefield curiously. While they were talking, a low-level monster was hit by a laser and died instantly.
"This is the new [Anti-Strange Special Attack Version] developed by the research institute."
"To the weird special edition?"
"Actually, we've been researching weapons against strange things. Do you know the Hidden Star Tower?"
"I know. Xuanji mentioned it before. Its nature is similar to that of a library."
"It's pretty much the same. There are a lot of research records left by our predecessors in the Cangxing Tower, all about the strange. It's said that those people at the research institute almost tore through all the information in their efforts to develop special attack weapons, and the lab exploded hundreds of times. Fortunately, they finally succeeded. Our current weapons are only A-level, and we can kill one person with one shot. S-level requires some effort, and anything above that depends on luck."
Zhu Changan was shocked and asked, "So why didn't you use such a powerful weapon before?"
"Because they were only recently developed, and mass production will take some time." Zhao Wencheng looked at Zhu Changan as if he were a silly child.
Zhu Changan nodded in confusion.
On the distant battlefield, the monsters' offensive continued fiercely. There weren't many high-level monsters among them, but their strength lay in their sheer numbers. Even with the soldiers wielding special attack weapons and coordinating with the psychics and demons, the number they eliminated was far less than the total number of monsters.
The number of weapons in the soldiers' hands was ultimately limited, and their physical strength was constantly being depleted, with no way to replenish it. If this stalemate continued, unless a divine force descended from the sky, they would be exhausted to death.
"Uncle Zhao, should we arrange for the evacuation of our rear personnel now?"
"Evacuate? Evacuate to where?"
"A safe place."
Zhao Wencheng shook his head: "There is no safe place anymore."
"Aren't we the only ones being attacked?"
"I actually hope it's only us. This disaster is global. It's really terrifying. The door is only opened a little and it can cause such a serious impact on us. If it is fully opened..." Zhao Wencheng couldn't finish the rest of his words and couldn't help shivering.
"Uncle Zhao, please take care of Grandpa from now on. Tell him to drink less and stay up late less..."
"Hey! Stop! Don't try to interfere, kid. I've watched too many TV dramas, and what you said is definitely dangerous. I can't control that stubborn old man, go back and talk to him yourself." Zhao Wencheng was shocked and interrupted Zhu Changan's speech with a grin.
Zhu Changan laughed dryly twice: "I just don't know how to face him."
"No matter what, no listening, no helping, you can figure it out yourself and talk to him yourself afterwards."
"……All right."
"Chang'an, there's one more thing." Zhao Wencheng's expression suddenly grew serious. "Make sure you keep that amulet with you. Protect yourself and don't get hurt. If you do end up bleeding... if it comes to that, remember to immediately stay away from everyone. Hide yourself and don't trust anyone. Including me."
"Okay." Zhu Chang'an smiled innocently. He knew what Zhao Wencheng was worried about, and he also knew that he might actually have some qualities that attracted the weird. But as for bleeding... thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have bled when he had an accident during a previous mission.
Zhu Chang'an looked at the battlefield in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.
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"Oh, I almost forgot to ask, aren't you with Senior Yuheng? Why did you come here alone? Where is Senior?"
"Mr. You Lin asked me to deliver something here today. When I was about to leave, the subway had stopped running, so I stayed here temporarily. As for the senior, he should still be in the antique shop, right?"
"Have you tried to contact him?"
Seeing Zhao Wencheng's solemn expression, Zhu Changan suddenly felt uneasy. He shook his head and said, "I tried, but I couldn't get through to him."
"There's something you probably don't know. The antique shop has disappeared."
"It disappeared, what happened?" Zhu Changan was shocked.
"We sent people to search the place thoroughly." Zhao Wencheng sighed, his face heavy. "It's as if it never existed. The entire building has disappeared completely without a trace. If it weren't for the people around here who still remember it...it would be a headache. It's a good thing you came out, otherwise you might have disappeared with it."
He suddenly shuddered and raised his head abruptly: "Wait, you just said, who asked you to come and deliver something?"
"It's Mr. You Lin, the one who often follows the senior. Has Uncle Zhao seen him?"
"You Lin... You Lin, You Lin." Zhao Wencheng paced back and forth, then suddenly slapped his thigh. "I remember why this person sounded so familiar. I've not only seen him before, but now he—no, his dragon is floating above my head. According to historical records, the Dragon Lord's true name is You Lin!"
They were aware of the sudden appearance of someone beside Yuheng. However, since the other person was a demon, their background was difficult to investigate. Therefore, they only paid little attention to him after confirming that he was not dangerous. They did not know his name or identity. Thinking of this now, Zhao Wencheng felt a chill run down his spine.
As for why he didn't doubt the man's fake name, Yu Heng, as a great demon who had experienced the great war, naturally knew the former Dragon Lord. Would he allow an impostor to fool around with him under the name of a hero?
Another peculiar thing was Yu Heng's identity. What kind of being could have allowed Long Zun to temporarily suppress his madness and remain beside him as if nothing had happened? Historical records show that Long Zun had very few personal connections, and the only ones who could have enabled him to do this were the Demon King and the Phoenix. The Demon King was unlikely, so Yu Heng's identity could only be the Phoenix.
If this speculation is true...
"So, what are they up to now? One is crazy and looking for someone everywhere, and the other has disappeared with the person and the building. Ah, this is a headache. Let's leave this matter to the old man. The old man is smart and will definitely figure it out."
Zhao Wencheng took out his terminal and scratched his head frantically while editing a message for the other party. He deleted and wrote again, and deleted again. In the end, he only sent one sentence: "In the antique shop, the person next to Yuheng is named Youlin."
"Uncle Zhao, I don't think the one above is the real Mr. You Lin."
"Is this what your intuition tells you?"
"Well, my intuition is always right."
"I hope so."
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