Chapter 80
When the ghosts at Nightmare University made the decision to kill the top human decision-makers, there were still four days before the banquet began.
After the monster enters the real world, its own level will be forcibly weakened to the Qingyi level by the barrier between the two worlds. Converted into the level of a superpower, it is only E level, so in this battle, they will have to win by wits.
During these four days, Nightmare University made a series of preparations.
First, investigate the list of participants and the security layout, the capabilities and levels of the patrol team members, and obtain the internal structure diagram of the "Fenglan International Building", the venue for the banquet.
Stealing this kind of secret information from the Internet and various user terminals is Yaxu's specialty. Moreover, the intelligence presented by it is not limited to ordinary written form. Yaxu can directly carry out proportional modeling in his own strange domain, completely restoring the internal environment of Fenglan International Building and the special abilities of all participants, making it convenient for teammates to conduct actual combat simulations.
At this moment, all the core members of Nightmare University have entered the building simulated by Yaxu. Everyone has put on a headset to facilitate real-time communication with Yaxu and team members.
Cen Xun and others were standing in the lobby on the first floor of the simulation building at this time. People were coming and going around them. The front desk receptionist was serving the guests with a smile, and all the virtual characters ignored the four people standing in the middle of the lobby.
Yaxu introduced through the headset, "You are currently in the lobby of Fenglan International Building. The banquet will be held on the 102nd floor. Security forces are primarily concentrated on the 1st, 102nd, 101st, and 100th floors."
"Now, moving forward, you can see the building's observation elevator. During the banquet, the observation elevator is not open to ordinary guests. Only five internal elevators are in operation, and there are security personnel guarding the door of each elevator."
"The security personnel are from the Heresy Monitoring Bureau. According to the shift schedule our informant there sent back, among the security personnel guarding the elevator, there is one B-level, two C-level, four D-level, and seven E-level."
This simulation was just to familiarize them with the layout of the building, so they walked past the security guards guarding the elevator, took the elevator, and went directly to the 102nd floor.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slid open, and in front of them was a luxuriously decorated banquet hall with elegantly dressed people and a crowd of guests. Everyone had a stiff smile on their face, looking a bit fake.
This looks much simpler and clearer.
Tong Ming complained, "Old Eight, you modeled these people's faces too stiffly. How can humans keep fake smiles all the time?"
Yaxu said coldly, "I have accepted your suggestion, but I will not adopt it."
In order to make it easier for teammates to recognize people, Yaxu directly marked the corresponding name, identity, ability, and level above each person's head.
Qin Xiu looked around and frowned, "These people seem familiar, but I can't remember them."
Tong Ming understood and said, "Before you transformed into a ghost, you were an important member of the Qin family. You probably attended these kinds of banquets often. By the way, will the Qin family send anyone over this time?"
Yaxu said, "Yes, the person sent by the Qin family is the second son of the current Qin family head, Qin Dangzhou."
Wusa thought for a while after hearing this, and suddenly an idea flashed on his mind: "I remember this person, he is Qin Xiu's second uncle. This person often asks Qin Xiu to borrow money. If Qin Xiu doesn't lend it, he will complain to the head of the family."
Qin Xiu recalled for a moment, then said helplessly, "I've forgotten everything."
Qin Xiu only retained the memory of Wusa, but Wusa's memory was very complete. Unfortunately, Wusa was just a cat before, and spent most of his time eating and playing at home. He didn't know the details of Qin Xiu's life or the people he knew.
Tong Ming said playfully, "We haven't seen each other for so many years. I'm sure your second uncle will be very surprised to see you."
Qin Xiu glanced at the identification information of each guest and said calmly, "Maybe he still owes me money."
While they were chatting, Cen Xun had already looked around the entire banquet hall and finally came to the exhibition stand at the front.
A shelf has been set up there, which can fully display to the guests a large box as tall as a person. The box will contain a monster captured by the Pei family. By displaying this monster that cannot break out of the box, Pei Lihuan will prove that human technology is powerful enough to control monsters and make them useful to humans. Based on this, he will let various families invest money.
In Cen Xun's eyes, Pei Lihuan's idea was of course ridiculous. The reason why he asked the paper man to cooperate with Pei Lihuan in the performance was, firstly, to catch all the high-level humans in one fell swoop, and secondly, for this box.
To be precise, it is to find out what materials the box is made of.
Whether it was the black box at the beginning or the room built with the same material later, they both had a real suppressive effect on monsters.
Cen Xun suspected that the materials used to make them might be the same as the "special missiles of the research institute" that Feng Jihan mentioned.
The "Institute's Special Missiles" can even be used against the evil monsters in the shelter. If Cen Xun can also replicate the same missile, it will be no problem for him to deal with the various domain lords in the nightmare world.
But the key is that Cen Xun must first find out what the materials used to make the black box are and where he can get them.
Therefore, Cen Xun had only two main goals this time;
1. Kill most of the senior executives attending the banquet, leaving only a small number of key senior executives to implant puppet threads for deep control, making it easier for Cen Xun to place pawns in various major forces.
2. Bring back the special box from the banquet. If conditions permit, find out the raw materials of the box and how to extract the raw materials.
Half an hour later, the ghosts, who were completely familiar with the participants and the building environment, met again and began to discuss tactics.
"There are two A-level psychics in the venue, and the most troublesome atheist will also be here. A head-on confrontation is definitely not going to work. Not only will we be at a disadvantage in terms of level, but we'll also be at a disadvantage in terms of numbers." Tong Ming sat down on a chair, looking thoughtful. "We know that the atheist will definitely cause trouble, so our first step is to find a way to control him."
Cen Xun sat aside with his arms folded, and said calmly, "It's uncontrollable. Once his skills are activated, the only way to deal with him is to rely on melee or firearms. Besides, he has healing skills. Even if he is injured, he can heal himself immediately. There is not much point in dealing with him."
"On the contrary, atheists are an indispensable part of winning this battle."
The others were all stunned.
Tong Ming raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
Cen Xun plucked a petal from the rose on the table, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Don't forget, his godless domain is an indiscriminate attack, not only disabling the enemy's skills, but also disabling his own skills."
“When the enemy is stronger than us, instead of confronting them head-on, we should find a way to overcome their advantage and bring them down to our level.”
Qin Xiu understood something: "You mean, we can use the skills of the atheists to disable the skills of all the high-level psychics at the banquet?"
Ursa: "But how can we ensure that atheists will take action?"
Tong Ming suddenly smiled and looked at Cen Xun: "This is not difficult. We can just create a reason for him to take action, right, brother?"
Cen Xun said slowly, "That's exactly what I meant."
After discussing tactics for two hours, they entered the actual combat simulation session.
"After the Godless Domain is unfolded, neither the enemy nor we will be able to use skills. At this time, the two sides will compete to see who can cheat better." Cen Xun said.
Except for Cen Xun, everyone held a Gatling gun in their hands, but it was loaded not with bullets but with fragments of mirrors.
This is a Gatling gun that has been specially modified by Yaxu. It is lighter and more convenient to use, and its firing rate can reach 4,000 rounds per minute. The reason why the ammunition inside is mirror fragments is certainly not without reason.
The port leading to the real world of Nightmare University is stored in Ursa's mirror world. Therefore, each mirror fragment can also be regarded as a mini port leading to the real world. Once the fragment hits the target and sinks into the opponent's flesh and blood, Cen Xun's body at Nightmare University can use the mini port to directly insert the puppet thread into the target's body.
In this way, even if Cen Xun is not present, his puppet threads can be everywhere.
Of course, this unethical way of fighting only applies when Feng Jihan deploys the godless domain and disables all human skills. At that time, the psychics cannot use their powers and will be completely powerless against attacks from thermal weapons.
Before Feng Jihan unfolded the Godless Domain, they used another plan.
Yaxu's combat simulations cannot perfectly predict all of the enemy's reactions, so there will definitely be errors and surprises when they actually implement the plan. What they need to do is to flexibly adjust their strategy to minimize the impact of unexpected situations.
Four days later.
On the top floor of Fenglan International Building, the dazzling lights illuminate the entire banquet hall with golden splendor.
The well-dressed waiters moved quietly among the chatting guests, providing attentive service to each guest.
Pei Lihuan, the organizer of the banquet, was enjoying the feeling of being watched by everyone. He looked very high-spirited and was talking to a big shot while holding a glass of red wine.
Feng Jihan withdrew his gaze from Pei Lihuan and turned to the exhibition stand, which was now empty. The key figure of the night had not yet officially appeared.
Zhou Mian held the plate of cake and ate it carefully with his eyes lowered. This was the sixth plate of dessert he had eaten at the banquet. People with special abilities always get hungry easily. The higher the level, the more food they need. Although Zhou Mian's B-level special ability was injected with water, his appetite was still affected to a certain extent.
The Heretic Monitoring Bureau distributes nutritional supplements to people with special abilities every month. Zhou Mian finds the nutritional supplement unpalatable, but in order to save money, he has to drink it on weekdays.
Today he can finally eat something different, and Zhou Mian cherishes this opportunity to eat and drink for free.
Seeing Feng Jihan staring at the empty exhibition stand, Zhou Mian wiped his mouth and said softly, "Captain, there's no need to look."
Feng Jihan retracted his gaze upon hearing the voice and looked at the newcomer in the team with confusion: "Huh?"
"I've seen that most of the people attending the banquet tonight will die." Zhou Mian scooped a spoonful of cake and said calmly, "There are no more forks in their lives. The only way is death."
"So," Zhou Mian raised his eyes and looked at the exhibition stand, his pupils showing a cold indifference without any fluctuations: "What they caught might not be the real Huangliang, or perhaps the device failed and couldn't completely trap him."
Zhou Mian's predictive ability [Fork in the Road] allows him to see everyone's future direction. Different forks in the road lead to different futures. When he sees that a person's road has reached a dead end, it means that that person's life is about to come to an end.
Feng Jihan paused, then smiled helplessly and said, "Do you think I'm worried about him?"
"I'm not Pei Lihuan. I'm not stupid enough to believe he can be caught so easily." Feng Jihan held his chin with his hands, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. "I'm just wondering, since the stage has been set, what kind of good show can we see tonight?"
The silver hair at the end of his hair sparkled under the light. Zhou Mian looked up at Feng Jihan's neck, where he was wearing a silver necklace. It was produced by the research institute and was used to monitor the various values of people with special abilities.
Feng Jihan stayed in the research institute for quite some time. The reason given by the institute was that they wanted to carefully check whether puppet threads had been implanted in Feng Jihan's body, and the Heresy Monitoring Bureau agreed.
It was not until Pei Lihuan broke the news of the capture of Huang Liang that the Heresy Monitoring Bureau believed that there was a fraud and reactivated Feng Jihan and brought him back from the research institute.
The Heretic Monitoring Bureau was wary of Feng Jihan, fearing that he would defect to Cen Xun's camp, but it also had to rely on Feng Jihan's special abilities.
After all, apart from Feng Jihan's [Godless Domain], the Heresy Monitoring Bureau currently has no other effective means to deal with Cen Xun's puppet threads.
After weighing various considerations, Feng Jihan finally put on the institute's special surveillance ring.
As if sensing Zhou Mian's gaze, Feng Jihan nonchalantly fiddled with the collar and jokingly said, "Even though he's my ex-husband, I won't bend the law for personal gain. I'll obey my superiors' orders in everything."
Zhou Mian looked at Feng Jihan seriously, as if he saw a certain future. He said pertinently: "Letting you come here will be the worst decision the bureau has ever made."
As soon as he finished speaking, the light around him suddenly dimmed and the lights focused on the stage.
"I'm sure you all are well aware of the purpose of tonight's dinner, so I won't elaborate further," Pei Lihuan said, standing on the stage in a suit and tie, his face serious. "Ever since strange monsters appeared in the human world, humanity has been battling these powerful enemies, and for this, humanity has paid a terrible price."
"But I want to say that all of this is in the past. Today, after the catastrophe, humans have mastered the key to dealing with monsters: the alien core!"
As Pei Lihuan finished speaking, the mechanism on the exhibition stand opened, and a rectangular box as tall as a person slowly rose up, covered with a black cloth.
Feng Jihan subconsciously clenched his fingers.
"Humanity originated from the ocean. So what is the origin of monsters? That's right, it's also the ocean."
"Heteronuclei are special substances extracted from the seabed that have an incredible suppressive effect on strange monsters. A few years ago, we couldn't extract them in large quantities, but now, humans have the technology to do so. This also means that a few years from now, when humans face strange monsters again, they will achieve an overwhelming victory!"
Pei Lihuan grew increasingly excited as he spoke, his hand holding the microphone trembling slightly: "You and I will all witness this historic moment!"
After saying this, he put down the microphone and walked towards the box covered with black cloth under the eager gazes of the guests.
"Swish" he pulled down the black cloth.
However, the next second, the smug look disappeared from Pei Lihuan's face.
Because the translucent black box is empty.
There's nothing inside.
There was an uproar below, and the security personnel and all the psychics present immediately became alert. The originally fanatical atmosphere was replaced by a quietly spreading panic.
Pei Lihuan tried his best to control his stiff expression. He suppressed his fear and moved closer. He saw a small red paper man lying at the bottom of the box. A wide-open mouth was ingeniously cut out on its face, as if silently mocking him.
"No, no!" Pei Lihuan's face instantly lost all color, turning as pale as a dead person. "Impossible, this is impossible! How could this happen!"
The box contained a paper figurine, but where was Cen Xun's real body? Where had his real body gone?!
Fear crawled up his spine like a poisonous snake. Pei Lihuan felt dizzy and the tinnitus in his ears became louder and louder. All the noisy voices were moving away from him, until one moment, the noise around him suddenly became silent as if it had been muted.
Pei Lihuan rolled his eyes and looked towards the door of the banquet hall.
The attendants on both sides respectfully opened the magnificent door, and a man walked in slowly, bathed in bright light.
The dark red suit looked like solidified blood, with the lines suddenly tightening at the waist, outlining an elegant and beautiful curve. His slightly long black hair was tied into a small bun at the back of his head, and his amber eyes were lazily narrowed, even with a hint of a smile.
"Everyone, good night." Amidst the terrified gazes of the humans, Cen Xun bowed gracefully. "As the protagonist of today, I hope I'm not late."
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