Chapter 282 Going Home Means Driving Home
Yu Sheng was stunned by what Baili Qing said.
After listening to it, the biggest feeling in his heart was that those who have organized theories are really powerful. That group of "Holy Hermitage" is more awesome than those crazy angel believers. No wonder they can create such outrageous things as "artificial saint" and occupy their own territory, while the angel believers can only kill themselves and hope to scare some dark angel and let their "master" take a look at them - the execution ability is not on the same level.
Of course, as to whether the theory of the Holy Order of Hermitage of "repairing mortals and the entire world through sanctification" made sense, he had no interest in analyzing it in detail.
The stuff of cult members has to sound inflammatory. Even if it is a perversion at heart, they must have a way to package it to make it look smooth. Otherwise, how can they recruit members?
After all, there are only a few people in this world who sincerely want to take revenge on society from the beginning. If you set up a vibrant grassroots organization and directly say that you want to make the world burn, then you can only attract losers who have been beaten by the world and are full of complaints. But if you say "the purpose of this organization is to bring warmth to the world through scientific innovation", then the cultural level will sound very high...
Yu Sheng's mind was full of random thoughts, but he didn't waste a few seconds before he asked, "Does the Chongsheng Hermitage Society cause a lot of trouble in the border area? Have they ever caused trouble here before?"
"Due to the special nature of the border area, we have dealt with almost all cultists or larger lawless forces, including the Saint Hermitage, of course, but the conflicts mainly occurred in those remote border stations or colonized planets. They rarely dare to cause trouble in the "homeland" of the border area, and the few actions they have taken are just for smuggling or rescuing members. But this time, the situation is different."
When Baili Qing said this, his tone became a little serious.
"Artificial saints are not something you can send out casually... The combat effectiveness of these killing machines is one thing, but more importantly, they have a special symbolic meaning in the Saint Worship Order. An artificial saint is often the core of an important Saint Worship operation. Her appearance is not only to protect the important assets of the Order, but also to symbolize the guidance and protection of the Saint... You know what I mean."
Yu Sheng didn't say anything for a while, just frowned and thought. After a long while, he broke the silence thoughtfully: "Could it be related to the appearance of this thick fog?"
"...I'm also suspicious of this," Baili Qing nodded gently, "This 'fog' is very unusual. If such a large-scale 'foreign land' had been in the boundary city from the beginning, it would be impossible for no one to have discovered it for such a long time. Moreover, the timing of its appearance is also very sensitive, just after the angel fell... At this time, anyone who makes small moves in the border area will be particularly suspicious."
Just then, the people from the identification department came back.
They brought back the black veil and the several razor blades that Yu Sheng wanted.
"I've checked it. It's an N-12 artificial saint. This one should have been in service for less than five years. N-12 is a new model, and there's not much information in the database," the Secret Service agent who came to return some samples reported to Baili Qing. "The shell is made of military-spec Class II armor-grade Orton alloy. Trace amounts of carbon acetylene crystals were detected, which should be produced in the Grand Cross Star Region. The blade is a unidirectional crystallized alloy blade that has been matured in the previous generation N-11 model. The origin cannot be determined, and it is suspected to be produced in the secret forge of the Saintly Hermitage."
The technician in charge of the report paused for a moment and pointed at the veil. "We've checked this, too. It's a ceremonial style, a local brand, but it's circulated to more than 20 external channels through the Council's trade network. And because it's very popular in some areas 'outside', there are many imitations and OEMs, but the anti-counterfeiting work on the genuine products is very poor, making it very difficult to trace the source."
Yu Sheng was stunned as he listened nearby, thinking that professionals are professionals - although he didn't understand the part about the shell material and origin at all.
But for Baili Qing, this information is obviously very valuable.
"N-12... Sending this cutting-edge model here should not be a decision made by the branch office. At least it must be an order from a mid-level or higher-level 'sage' of the hermitage," she said thoughtfully. After a moment's thought, she nodded to the reporting personnel, "Okay, let's go back first."
"Yes, Chief."
The people from the identification department left.
Baili Qing's gaze fell on Yu Sheng.
"We want to keep that arm for analysis. There are very few samples of the artificial saint's body, especially this new model. We need it very much. The Secret Service will purchase it according to the standard of high-level rare items. Do you think it's okay?"
"That's easy," Yu Sheng smiled and waved his hands, "I just said that I only want these 'long swords', and you guys can handle the rest. Anyway, I don't know much about the market... Then I'll take these things back first."
As he spoke, he carefully picked up the extremely sharp and sturdy "knives" and handed them to Hu Li to put into her tail. Then he hesitated for a moment before picking up the black veil and looking at it. He turned his head and looked at Irene: "Take this thing back and make you a skirt?"
"I don't want it!" Irene immediately showed disgust on her face, "It's weird, and who knows how many cruel things that C-shaped buckle has done with it. I think it's unlucky."
Yu Sheng was delighted when he heard this: "Normally, I'm quite happy to see you playing games and killing monsters and then peeling off their skin and scales to modify their equipment."
Irene stood on Baili Qing's desk and put her hands on her hips: "How can they be the same? Games are games, reality is reality..."
Yu Sheng casually threw the veil to Hu Li: "Okay, if you don't want it, then don't. Give it to Hu Li first. Anyway, there is plenty of space in her tail."
By the time we finished discussing the affairs of the Chongsheng Hermitage, it was almost three o'clock.
Considering that the investigation of this matter would not be completed overnight, Yu Sheng decided to go home first - Hu Li was yawning so much that even his ears were drooping.
Moreover, he had to drive the house back to the real world first - although No. 66 Wutong Road had its own cognitive interference, theoretically it should not attract the attention of ordinary people even if it flew around the entire boundary city, but after all, he had parked his house in a foreign land, and he was always worried that something might go wrong after a long time.
"Then we'll go back first," Yu Sheng said, casually opening the door to his living room. "No. 66 Wutong Road will be back to its original location soon. There may be some 'movement' by then. You should be prepared in advance and record the new 'feature code' and update it to your automatic system."
"Okay," Baili Qing stood up from behind the desk, "I will personally follow up on the deep-sea team's search work. Once I find any new clues in the 'Mist City', I will contact you."
Yu Sheng nodded, and then took Hu Li and Irene and walked through the gate.
Watching the illusory door closing silently before his eyes, Baili Qing stood quietly for a few seconds before letting out a soft breath.
Then she picked up the phone on the table and dialed an internal number.
"Who is on duty in the technical department now...Okay, I have a request..."
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"It's still more comfortable at home," Irene jumped out of Hu Li's arms as soon as she got home, stretched her waist and muttered, "In that office with a steely expression, I always feel that everything is cold and the air is oppressive."
Hu Li yawned loudly, and the big tails behind him drooped listlessly: "My benefactor, I'm sleepy."
Seeing this, Yu Sheng smiled and rubbed the fur behind the fox girl's ears: "You go upstairs and sleep first, I'll get the house back."
"Okay~"
Hu Li agreed in a daze and walked towards the second floor. Halfway through, he simply got on all fours and climbed up slowly.
Yu Sheng was watching from behind and was in a state of confusion.
He felt that this fox girl was becoming more and more relaxed. Of course, he felt that this was not a bad thing...
Shaking his head to temporarily put aside the sleepiness, Yu Sheng came to the front door, put his hand on the door handle, and began to send Wutong Road 66 back to the real world.
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This was his first time performing a "reverse operation" and to be honest, he was quite nervous.
This guy, when he gets nervous, tends to come up with weird ideas.
The moment he felt that he had established a connection with the "door", a bold idea suddenly popped up in Yu Sheng's mind - since his house can move back and forth between the border and the "City in the Fog", is it also feasible to move it to other places?
What would happen if he assigned the entire No. 66 Wutong Road the same value as the "transfer" method to the Fog City, and directly opened the house to a farther place? For example, on an alien planet, or in those bizarre places he had seen when practicing opening doors...
In those distant places, would No. 66 Wutong Road also appear there "naturally"? If it landed in another city, if there were also people living there...
Irene, who was standing next to him, saw Yu Sheng suddenly freeze in place, then a strange smile appeared on his face. She immediately guessed something and the little doll quickly said, "Hey, hey, hey, don't try it now - it's already three o'clock in the morning, at least be quiet!"
"Ahem," Yu Sheng quickly put away those bold ideas in his mind, looked at his nose, his mouth and his heart, "I'm just thinking about it, thinking about it, you know, I won't mess around this time."
As he spoke, he calmed down and, following the previous method, completed the assignment of the "door" and preparations for opening it, treating Wutong Road 66 and the entrance door as a whole.
The door handle turned slightly and the lock clicked open.
Yu Sheng slowly pushed open the door in front of him.
The street outside the door was calm at night, there was no fog, and everything was normal.
Two unfamiliar Secret Service agents were standing in the open space at the door, each holding something that looked like a recorder in their hands, staring at this side blankly.
After a while, the two people said in unison: "Uh, you are back?"
Yu Sheng: “Yes, I’m back.”
"Welcome back..."
"Come in for a minute?"
"No, no, our noodles are ready..."
"Oh, then I'll close the door first."
"You turn it off, you turn it off."
Yu Sheng closed the door and looked at the little doll at his feet.
“I don’t think these two are very smart.”
"I think so too, silly."
(End of this chapter)
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