Chapter 60: I Will Protect You!

Early morning, on the vast wilderness outside Yacheng.

The night was deep, the moon was black and the wind was high.

On the hills that should have been sparsely populated, a temporary barbed wire and fence were erected, and a "No Entry" sign was hung.

One could vaguely see the newly built guard tower, and cold searchlights swept through the grass and trees.

In a place as heavily guarded as a military restricted area, there was no base inside. Instead, it was empty, overgrown with weeds, and only vehicles from various places were parked in a mess in the open space.

Vaguely, surrounding a crack in the center.

It was like a crack in the void, that winding and wriggling rift floating in mid-air, looking as if it were facing directly from any direction.

Vaguely, light radiated from behind the rift.

The phenomenon of Rift overlap was gradually strengthening.

In a few hours, I'm afraid the passage would officially open.

And precisely because of this, in this not-so-spacious camp, there was a gradual tension between each other. If it weren't for the fact that the Security Bureau was still on-site to supervise, I'm afraid two groups of people would have already started fighting by now.

No matter where you go, people are born to huddle together.

In just over a day, the news that the Rift was about to open spread like wildfire, and Chosen Ones who came to seek blessings or wealth gathered.

Every Rift intersection is a grand event and an opportunity for promotion for wild Chosen Ones, and not many people are willing to let it go easily.

There are even people rushing from outside Haizhou, rushing in a hurry, dusty and tired.

Just for a first taste!

For the Security Bureau, the location of this Rift was a bit painful... If it moved a few dozen kilometers east, west, south, or north, there would be a clear division of responsibility. As a result, it happened to be stuck at the junction of two states, between Yacheng, Chaocheng, and Yecheng, not leaning on any side.

Moreover, it was only a temporary intersection with a limited lifespan, not worth investing in. Due to the Quancheng cave, manpower was also stretched thin. Under the mutual shirking of all parties, only three or four people came to supervise, and the division of responsibility was not clear. Everyone just pushed it away, anyway, as long as they didn't fight under their noses, it was considered a success.

As for after entering... then it depends on their own ability.

With the passage of time, the crowd grew larger and larger.

In the front, near the rift, the first to occupy the favorable position was the motorcade from Chaocheng. On the RV, Kong Qingyan's gaze swept through the crowd.

A middle-aged man with messy hair like a tramp wearing a blanket, a burly man with bronze skin who looked ordinary, a charming woman whose beauty attracted I don't know how many people to peek, and finally looked at an off-road vehicle covered in mud spots.

In the driver's seat, the old woman with white hair calmly rested her elbows on the window, glancing at the chaos in the field. Noticing Kong Qingyan's gaze, she took off the felt hat on her head quite casually and nodded in greeting.

Kong Qingyan withdrew her gaze.

"There are too many people whose background I can't see clearly among those who came this time." Kong Qingyan looked at Lou Feng beside her and instructed: "After entering later, be careful in everything, and follow the command of Mr. Silan, understand?"

"Yes."

Lou Feng nodded respectfully and looked at the bearded man beside him: "I'll have to rely on you later, Mr. Silan."

"Haha, what are you talking about." The middle-aged man who seemed to have experienced the sun and rain saluted on his chest: "Please rest assured, Mr. Lou, the Knights of Homecoming will serve you, ensuring nothing goes wrong."

Behind him, a dozen figures who were solemn and fully armed stood with their hands behind their backs, with scars all over their exposed skin.

This Rift does not allow Chosen Ones above the Transformation rank to enter, and Kong Qingyan can only wait outside. To ensure Lou Feng's safety and the success of this excavation, she didn't hesitate to hire the Knights of Homecoming from the Red State of Middle Earth to escort them.

These wandering knights who are loyal to the Red King are all followers of the Great Group, integrated into one with a unified matrix and upper-level summoning. Under prepared conditions, they have no pressure even when facing enemies and monsters far exceeding their own numbers, worthy of being called real war machines.

Lou Feng smiled and was about to say something, but his smile suddenly stiffened, vaguely revealing a trace of paleness, and he turned his head in vigilance: "What sound?"

For a time, the Knights of Homecoming looked at each other, Silan listened intently, but besides the noisy and quarrelsome sound in the wind, there was no abnormality.

If you have to say it, there is only the vaguely gradually approaching... *put-put* sound?

Wait, *put-put*?

Lou Feng's heart suddenly hung up.

*Put-put-put-put-put*——

At the outermost guard post, a small motorcycle that looked messy and chaotic crushed the muddy road, spraying black smoke, and drove in *put-put-put*ing.

"Should be here, right?"

The young man riding the motorcycle in front lifted the visor of his helmet, curiously looking around.

Revealing that face that made Lou Feng gnash his teeth in hatred, his hanging heart finally died completely.

Ji Jue!

Not only Lou Feng, in fact, many people had already noticed this latecomer whose style was completely different from everyone else's.

Everyone went out in off-road vehicles and luxury RVs, or those who were a bit better directly sat in airships, and those who were not so good at least got a small van, at least sturdy and durable and able to load.

Just you, riding a black motorcycle that looked like it was pulling people at the train station, climbing mountains and wading through water, covered in mud spots—and you're not afraid of your butt hurting!

Moreover, he was carrying big and small bags on his hands and back.

Even if he started selling instant noodles with a thermos on the spot the next moment, it wouldn't be surprising—some people even had a late realization after seeing it.

Right! Who knows how long it will be before the Rift opens? With so many people standing here, don't they have needs? Everyone is a Chosen One who is not short of money. I don't know how much money I could make if I set up a stall here. At least it's not a wasted trip, right?

Some Chosen Ones were still holding their wallets, planning to ask what business he had later, and other Chosen Ones were already planning to get a small cart next time...

"Wow, so many people."

The person behind Ji Jue took off his helmet, poked his head out, revealing a beautiful and immature face, curiously looking at the surroundings: "Except for the meetings at home when I was young, I haven't seen so many Chosen Ones gathered together."

It was An Ran from the North Mountain Group of the Yacheng Security Bureau.

The entire North Mountain Group, only he had a need for the Rift.

Old Zhang was so old, he had long lost his former ambition, and now he was just living a health-preserving life in the Security Bureau, using his fists to reason with those who didn't have eyes in the Second Action Department responsible for public security.

As for Miss Tong Hua, although she looked crazy, she was the fourth young lady of the Tong family. In Yacheng, the Tong family is half the sky, and it shakes when it moves. From the moment she was born, even a golden spoon wasn't worthy of being in her mouth. And her older brother, Tong Shan, is the supervisor of the First Action Department of the Yacheng Security Bureau, responsible for the safety of all important figures.

If you really want to grind, that's a well-deserved local tycoon. I don't know how many people are fighting to be bodyguards, where would they come to this kind of place to grab food with people?

Moreover, Wen Wen is also relieved that Ji Jue and An Ran are teaming up to grind.

Although An Ran has never made any mistakes at work, and any task can be completed perfectly, due to his upbringing, there is always a string missing in this child's brain, common sense is scarce, and he doesn't like going to school. Unlike Ji Jue, whether he can fight is one thing, but he has seen a lot of things in the mud pit since he was a child, and he has a lot of ghost ideas.

Putting the two together, it's considered complementary.

Although An Ran is a Chosen One of the White Deer Path, he doesn't have any strange temper, and he is quiet and gentle, just like a plastic flower, obedient.

Along the way, Ji Jue sometimes even ignored this younger brother who looked like a young lady. Although he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, he was already a level 5, entering the Transformation rank, a powerful master who could hang and beat himself several times with one hand.

At this moment, after looking around, An Ran suddenly reached out and gently pulled his sleeve, reminding: "Brother Ji Jue, someone is watching us, it seems like they are planning something very bad..."

Ji Jue looked in the direction of his gaze, and suddenly, in the crowd, he saw the outstanding and extraordinary Young Master Lou. After looking at each other for a moment, Lou Feng's face was livid, and he withdrew his gaze.

"Ah, he might have a grudge against me..." Ji Jue scratched his head awkwardly: "Sorry, Xiao An, I involved you."

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

An Ran nodded, solemnly guaranteeing: "Brother Ji Jue, I will protect you!"

Ah, this considerate and warm care and the guarantee that makes people feel at ease, Ji Jue's little pearls were almost falling down: "Then thank you very much."

Just, after pushing the motorcycle a little closer, he felt the gazes cast from all sides, vigilant, cold, or full of malice.

Couldn't help but be stunned.

Why are so many people glaring at me? Did I do something heinous?

That's not right, I'm only leaving the novice village for the first time today, okay?!

What task haven't I done yet, how come the faction reputation is almost gone?

Could it be that the survival environment outside and the relationship between Chosen Ones are so bad?

"Be careful, Xiao An." Ji Jue said softly: "It seems that many people are eyeing us."

"Ah, they might have a grudge against me."

On the back seat, the teenager holding big and small bags answered obediently: "The eyes of the person in front, it seems I poked them blind before...

That one over there, seems to be a colleague from the Lihua District, who laughed at me for being a sissy before, was beaten by Sister Wen, lay in the hospital for half a year, and was later accidentally stabbed by me again. And the one behind, his younger brother seems to have been killed by me. At that time, he ran really fast, I didn't catch up, what a pity. After entering the Rift, let's see if there's a chance...

It's okay, don't be afraid!"

The teenager's little face was full of seriousness, guaranteeing again: "Brother Ji Jue, I will protect you!"

Ji Jue's expression twitched, and he wanted to say something several times.

Clearly this sentence was exactly the same as just now, why couldn't he be moved at all!!!

Is it because you can draw more hatred than me?

He really wanted to turn back, cup his hands, and ask what kind of sacred person An Ran is.

But thinking of the An family background introduced by Wen Wen and himself, he suddenly felt it was okay.

This is only the beginning...

We’ve barely even started...