Chapter 155 Ascension in Broad Daylight (Prelude) The time for ascension in broad daylight has come...
"Bang!"
Behind an apartment building in the downtown area, a muffled groan echoed from a dimly lit alley. After a long silence, a sigh of relief followed, along with hushed conversations:
"...Those lackeys didn't follow. The retreat plan was a success. Next, head to safe point number three—"
"White Whale, I can't swallow this! We've been fighting those heretics for half a month, and we're already retreating before we've even made a move?"
"You're not convinced?"
A cold laugh came from the dim light: "Then I'll tell you a simple way. Go and kill that old hag Christina. Who can stop you from killing that heretic?"
The other person was speechless for a long time, choked up. Thinking about how they would have to work together to break through the police station's blockade upon returning, White Whale's tone softened: "I'm just as angry as you. The Lord has returned. This retreat is only temporary. Don't forget the news from the council..."
"Oh? You have connections with the parliament?"
"Of course, how could you forget that..."
An inexplicable force quietly enveloped the alley. The white whale's mind went blank for a moment, and he only realized something was wrong after saying half a sentence, but it was too late.
The cold blade pierced through his chest, and almost simultaneously another flash of cold light appeared. The white whale looked up in disbelief, barely able to make out a pair of eyes by the light of the blade.
The last words he heard in his life were the same, spoken with an almost indifferent calm: "Class A Red Notice, cultists White Whale and Black Shark, kill on the spot according to Article 15 of the Security Order, body and brain intact."
Indeed, in a hazy state of mind, the white whale vaguely recalled that an A-level red notice was the highest level of wanted order in the City of the Sun. For the sake of the personal safety of the sheriffs who were pursuing the suspects, the council granted law enforcement officers the privilege of killing the suspects without applying for permission.
only……
Even the white whale hadn't expected that the expression on his body would be frozen in a bitter smile. As the strongest superhuman, an invincible judge of justice below the gods, did he really have to worry about their dying counterattack...?
The corpse, destined to receive no answers, fell to the ground with a thud, a strange smile frozen on its face. Christina Fisher looked away, took a step back, and began to wipe her longsword.
The drone illuminated the surrounding area, and a team of sheriffs arrived at the scene a beat late. The team leader glanced around and knew what had happened. Without being told, a sheriff with bandages around his eyes stepped forward and knelt down next to the body.
The hand that had been cutting into the brain paused for a moment, its fingers twitching as it gripped the hippocampus, before regretfully withdrawing: "The brain region is shattered; memories cannot be accessed."
Christina seemed unsurprised, grunted in response, and casually lowered the handkerchief she had used to wipe the blood, which landed squarely over the corpse's unseeing eyes.
"This is a common tactic used by cultists. Go check the parliamentary line they mentioned."
"yes."
The captain was inwardly groaning, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree. The screen on his wrist popped up at the right moment. After reading the message on his personal terminal, he felt even more bitter: "Director, the people in the lockdown area are protesting again. They don't know any better during such a dangerous time. The council said that you are fully in charge here. Should we...?"
However, he was destined to be disappointed.
Christina, who had just ruthlessly killed two vicious A-level ability users, seemed oblivious to his implication and spoke in an unusually gentle tone: "Eternal Night has suddenly descended. Reassure the people and upgrade the nutrient solution quality to C-level."
"Director! The budget hasn't been approved by Parliament yet—"
"I'll go talk to them."
"……yes."
A cacophony of voices drifted from afar, and a pale, luminous light suddenly appeared in the dim night. Christina frowned, sheathed her sword, and placed her hand on the hilt: "What's going on over there?"
"They're from the council. I heard they have some kind of lamp that never goes out in the eternal night. Oh, I think it's called the Sun-Chasing Lamp."
A light that will never go out in the eternal night?
The eternal night is not just about the sky being dark forever; the long night will gradually swallow up all the light, and monsters will emerge from it.
The upper city was well protected by the ritual array, which was not too bad. In the lower city, only large residential areas could barely keep their lights on under the protection of the array.
Where did the council get these lonely lamps standing in the darkness, supposedly unafraid of being swallowed by the eternal night?
After the captain finished speaking, the several sheriffs who had not received the news looked curiously at the pale light in the distance, none of them noticing when Commissioner Fisher had left.
"……team leader?"
"Let's go, continue patrolling."
The corpses, no longer of any use, were casually burned. The faint flames that barely appeared were swallowed whole by the surrounding, menacing darkness.
This sheriff captain, who came from the central district, regretted for the thirty-seventh time why he was assigned to the lower district, which meant that he would have to stay in the most dangerous weak point of the ritual array after the eternal night fell.
Suddenly, he paused, then continued walking as if nothing had happened, leaving the pale white light that had brushed past him behind.
Without light, those who can walk outside rely mainly on their mental senses, so no one in the group noticed that the seemingly normal captain was sweating profusely from his forehead and back.
The residents of the lower city may not have seen him, but he had the honor of seeing that person when he was in the middle city. That person was a superhuman with a status in the police department, second only to Christina.
Moreover, because of his absolute pro-parliamentary stance, his influence and political capital in the upper city are much greater than Christina's. Why would she be in the lower city installing streetlights?
This is absurd! Were those the same people installing the streetlights when the director was here?
"team leader?"
The guide suddenly stopped, and even the people of Eternal Night finally realized that something was wrong.
What was that person's special trait again...?
Ignoring his teammates, he was obsessed, his mind replaying the same question over and over: the opponent hadn't made many moves, but their special ability wasn't a secret—what was its name…?
Yes, yes...!
"Go tell the chief immediately!"
The unspoken question turned into a short scream, and with a "plop," the blood splattered on his face quickly cooled in the darkness.
"team leader!"
The chaotic darkness treated all sounds equally, swallowing up everything from terrified screams to brief, disdainful sneers.
A buzzing sound of electricity filled my ears, and a very familiar voice rang out, "Don't do anything unnecessary."
"Christina won't find out."
"The end is near, so there are some things I don't need to repeat myself."
"Boring."
The man pursed his lips, spread his hands in front of the light, no longer paying attention to the noisy group of mice. The pale light fell on his palms, filling every wrinkle and line of his skin, like the seawater under the moonlight washing over the sand dunes on the shore.
"It's finally coming, the freedom that humanity has been searching for."
"When are we finally going to get out?!"
Timmy slammed her hand on the table in anger. The sheriff behind the table twitched his nostrils, suppressed his anger, and said with a forced smile, "I didn't receive any notification either. This is an order from Commander Fisher. Even if you don't listen to me much, you should at least listen to the orders of your 'Lower District Chief'."
Christina Fisher, as the most powerful human ability user in the public eye, even if she did come from the Lower City, has long since moved away.
The nickname "Lower District Chief," which carries both praise and criticism, refers more to her excessive concern for the Lower District. The police department stipulates that the highest-ranking officer must inspect each district for one month each year, and Christina is the only one who has done so, and has been doing so for decades.
Unfortunately, there is only one Christina Fisher in the City of the Sun.
Unfortunately, the City of the Sun is full of these chaebol's android dogs!
Upon hearing Fisher's name, Timi's anger subsided slightly. She glared at the sheriff sitting in a chair "patrolling," before being coaxed and persuaded away by her companions.
"Timi, why did you provoke them? You've been in the Lower City for so long, do you think you don't know what kind of people they are? If it weren't for Director Fisher being in the Lower City, he wouldn't have touched the energy gun and then put it down so many times."
"I refuse to believe that with Director Fisher around, they would dare to act recklessly."
Upon hearing her companion mention the energy gun, Timi shuddered, belatedly realizing her fear, but still stubbornly tried to remain defiant, only to be interrupted by a look from her companion.
After the eternal night descended, the light that once filled the entire world suddenly became scarce. Residential areas were the main source of light, while areas like squares and guardrails had much less light. Timi unconsciously stopped and realized that the two of them had somehow ended up on the back side of the dormitory building, where the light was so thin that it was almost non-existent.
The lingering fear fermented in her heart, and before it could grow, she heard a muffled thunderclap in her ear: "I know why you wanted to escape. You joined that legendary church, didn't you?"
"you?!"
In the dim light, the face of the person in front of her was blurred. Ti Mi was shocked and took a step back, but her shoulder was pressed down by a force that made her unable to resist: "It seems I guessed right."
"What do you want to do? I will never betray my Lord!"
Thinking of the bag of nutrient solution handed to her in her despair, her cold limbs seemed to suddenly regain strength. Timi glared angrily at the face shrouded in darkness, listening to her slowly speak:
"Of course I... want to join you."
"Huh?"
Timi was nearly scared to death by the other's heavy breathing. She looked at the other suspiciously, as if knowing what she was thinking. Her companion sighed softly, her voice surprisingly sincere:
"Times have changed. I used to be so happy living alone in the lower city. There was no need to find an organization to make things difficult for me. But who knew that the eternal night would descend upon the City of the Sun, and it just so happened to fall on my head. If I don't find a backer, I'm afraid I won't live long."
What her companion said was indeed true, but it wasn't enough to dispel Ti Mi's concerns. Qu Lingyu gritted her teeth inwardly, thinking to herself that this impulsive fellow was not so easily fooled, so she had to resort to a drastic measure:
“I know you don’t believe me yet. With Commissioner Fisher here, you must think this is the safest place in the lower city. But what if I told you we’re in big trouble?”
To be honest, Qu Lingyu had been swindling people in the lower city for so long, and this was the first time she had seen such obvious "suspicion" written on her face. She couldn't help but shake her head, and pulled out a red rope from her chest. A round white stone was hanging in the middle, but there were nine deep red bloodstains crisscrossing the smooth surface.
"This is my special ability; I can predict good and bad fortune."
Qu Lingyu didn't explain much and went straight to the point, "Nine is the extreme number, and red is a very bad omen. I didn't think about divination when I first came in, until the light fell on the surface of the jade."
Needless to say, Timi looked at the crimson bloodline on the surface of the white jade and felt a chill run down her spine: "...But why? What danger could we possibly be in here?"
Qu Lingyu carefully put away the spirit jade, which seemed to have dimmed again, pointed to the "Sun-Chasing Lamp" being installed in the distance, and then pointed to herself:
"Everyone knows that light is the most expensive thing in the eternal night. Do you think those bastards in the upper city would install it for us for free?"
Qu Lingyu seemed to have been holding back for a long time before letting out another cold laugh: "Areas completely swallowed by darkness will return to nothingness, and indescribable corrupted creatures will emerge from them. That's why the sheriff has gathered us together for 'protection'."
"—But if darkness is truly dangerous, why would those androids quietly stand guard outside? If eternal night is the greatest danger, why would those fat pigs in the upper city, who are so cowardly, allow the most powerful ability user to come to the lower city?"
"Don't you understand? If this place is truly safe, why would Christina be here?!"
"The old hag is finally gone. Let her cling to her 'justice' until she dies. Friends, our time has come."
In a lavishly decorated conference room in the Upper District, the abundant light illuminated the turbulent undercurrents in everyone's eyes. The last person, dressed in formal attire, bowed respectfully to the group before pulling out a chair, taking his seat at the head of the table, and getting straight to the point:
“Yuanfu”.
"I am here."
In the center of the long solid wood table with its intricately carved edges, a pale blue electronic screen rose up, and the figure of a human woman appeared. Her features were clearly good, but when put together, they were unremarkable. Combined with her emotionless eyes, she had an indescribable eeriness.
Few people know that the central AI Yuanfu is also equipped with a personality and emotion module, and the figure in front of you is the face that the other party uses most often.
The middle-aged man at the head of the group crossed his arms over his stomach, his eyes gleaming with a barely suppressed yet barely contained fervor.
"Enter S-level response and unblock the underlying database."
The man's tone shifted, this time addressing the diverse expressions on the faces of the people around the long table, his fervent shouts booming like cannon fire:
"Three hundred years! This city has waited with us for three hundred years. Now, the Sun Chasing Project is finally complete. Gentlemen, the time for us to ascend to the sun has come!"
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