Chapter 292

After squatting in this ghost place for half a month, the artisan can only say that your modification group's car inspection process is the most outrageous!

When the previous fleet was tested, the car cover opened, and the inside was all bloody and blurry.

They didn't even act!

Thick, wriggling blood vessels were wrapped around the bone-like car frame, and in the middle, a huge heart was constantly beating and jumping. The engine-like heart even had a green eye looking out, covered in bloodshot eyes, constantly blinking.

Checking it was simply too life-shortening.

But when asked, the other party was still justified, taking out a series of patent reports and R&D records, "We have adopted the latest environmentally friendly biotechnology!"

Please, big brother, this is a rally! What kind of environment are you talking about here!

If this isn't the reconstruction of a disaster beast, taboo recreation, and biological alchemy on the edge of the ban, I'll slice your car wheels and eat them with soy sauce!

But even if there is a problem, what can you do?

Compared to those behemoths, the race organizing committee is just a small shrimp earning sponsorship, and the artisan is just working to earn money assigned by the Association.

If you say it is, it is. Whatever you say, it is.

Anyway, as long as you don't install two cannons on the roof and say "This is our most advanced kinetic propulsion technology," and can pretend a little, act a little, and get by, it's fine.

"Consider you compliant."

The bearded artisan signed his name sloppily, then took out a dedicated computer and pressed a few times, and pulled out a plastic box like an ETC from the cable on the other end.

"Take this back and install it on the car yourself. Remember, don't take it apart. If you take it apart, the results will be invalid, and the same goes for damage."

Before the artisan finished speaking, Ji Jue took it over and started to perform physical interference and internal exploration in front of the other party.

Although it's a bit impolite, but... you can't just install anything on the car, right?

A positioning device that can send and receive signals.

However, there is a closed structure inside, with a spiritual quality lock and a seal formed by the combination of tin and lead. The internal spiritual quality circuit changes and has special verification.

And within the closed structure, it seems that there is also the ability to receive signals, but it can only receive and not send.

"GPS?" Ji Jue asked.

"En."

The artisan sighed numbly and introduced bluntly: "In addition to associating satellites to confirm the location for easy rescue, there are at least 170 verification points along the way. It will receive and record the verification point's key, and each maintenance area behind will check it separately. After arriving at the finish line, if the internal recording key is less than one hundred."

Saying that, he handed over a thick rule book.

After Ji Jue took it, he flipped through it roughly on the road.

It can only be said... it seems like everything was said, but it also seems like nothing was said.

The general rules are similar to ordinary races, but there are too many ambiguous details, which is too empty.

It's not much better than a roll of toilet paper.

"Brother Ji Jue, someone is watching us." An Ning, who was beside him, said.

"Normal."

Ji Jue was too lazy to raise his head, flipping through the rules, reading ten lines at a glance: "From the moment we participated in the race, we have already been the target of public criticism."

An Ning's pupils swept through the wind and snow, indifferently staring at faces that were either bright or dark, distinguishing the aura: "Someone wants to kill you."

"Normal."

Ji Jue was still indifferent, closed the book, and told her:

"Because I am the same."

No need to be surprised, and no need to be amazed.

Isn't that exactly what everyone came here for?

Under the race covered in the clothes of civilization and glory, on the long road of more than five thousand kilometers, in the wild and cruel wilderness, what remains... isn't it just life-and-death fighting?

Everyone is the same, regardless of nobility or inferiority.

After throwing away the high-sounding excuses, what remains is just pure grievances and revenge, nothing more!

In the wind and snow rushing towards him, Ji Jue smiled silently.

"Precisely because of this, I like racing."

An Ning tilted her head, looking at him, staring at the monster in the cage breaking free from the shackles, and after a long time, she also laughed.

Just humming a song like this, following behind him, stepping on the footprints he left behind.

Full of joy, following step by step.

Disappearing into the wind and snow.

"Is this it?"

Under the lonely lamp, a hand covered in tattoos picked up the file thrown on the table, opened it, stared at Ji Jue's face and resume on the photo, and smiled softly.

"An artisan? Worth such a big fuss?"

"Not just an artisan, but indeed an artisan." The intermediary smoked a cigarette and said: "The client's request is, be quick, as soon as possible, and absolutely do not allow them to reach the finish line alive."

"What about the money?"

"Thirty percent prepaid, which is already equivalent to the full price of the Rebirth Rank. The final payment has already arrived. As long as you get the head, you can settle it, and there will be another double bounty afterwards."

The intermediary slowly pushed over a bank card, but when the person opposite reached out to take it, he suddenly pressed it down.

"What do you mean?"

In the darkness outside the light, fierce intent appeared on the face covered in star tattoos.

"Pay attention, this is a bounty order, you are not the only one who took the order."

The intermediary reminded: "From north to south, on this line, almost everyone has been mobilized, and you are not the only one named. Just now, the boss told me that someone from the hunters has also participated."

"Isn't that just right?"

The man laughed, more and more happily, and the tattoos on his face showed faint light: "Dog bites dog, wolf eats wolf, the taste of hunters is endless, right?"

From that hungry smile, the thick, fishy blood and the smell of rot spread silently.

Under the light, the beast's eyes were emerald green.

Already hungry and impatient.

Not just here, from the wind and snow all over the Desolate State to the long yellow sand under the night, under the lonely lamp or the scorching sun, photos were distributed from the undercurrents. And countless black dots, like dense marching ants, gathered.

That night, in the Black River city late at night, an alarm sounded suddenly.

Level 3 disaster alarm.

According to satellite detection, the weather has changed, and it is expected that within three to five days, a strong cold air current will come from the eastern sea, bringing a new round of snow and extreme cold.

Cities in the Desolate State will take emergency disaster measures.

Two hours later, after an emergency discussion by the Desolate Sea Rally organizing committee, the conclusion was reached—the weather change does not affect the race schedule and event arrangements, and the race continues.

Rejected the joint delay application of six fleets.

Although limited by weather reasons, the live broadcast will be affected, but considering the audience's voice and the persistence of most fleets, the race will proceed on time.

At the same time, the organizing committee approved the temporary replacement of drivers and navigators for seven fleets including Snow Mountain, Xinyuan, Bailong, Dihu, and Echo, and completed the changes.

Further away, in the Ink Sea outside the snowfield, the storm sped over.

A storm thousands of miles away caused the butterfly in Cliff City to fall from the branch, spinning wildly, falling into the stagnant water, struggling under the surrounding mosquitoes and mantises.

Please... you... bookmark_6... 9... book... bar...!

"It's messy."

Tong Ting frowned, the fishing rod in his hand retracted, staring at the empty straight hook, sniffing the water vapor and rot on it, his expression gradually gloomy:

"It's all messy."

"Normal."

On the rocking chair under the shade of the tree, the old man with the teapot was too lazy to raise his eyes: "Dead books are not as good as not reading, lewd sounds are not as good as not listening. This kind of thing should have been expected long ago."

He said: "You are still too shallow."

If you want to target the Ether Dao, then you must first disrupt the phenomena, and it is only good to fish in muddy water.

Otherwise, no matter how many locked-room murder cases are arranged, the name of the murderer on the first page will be marked in red, where is there any room for reasoning and suspense?

Now it's just tearing off a few pages, at least the first half of the book is still there, not thrown into the shredder and ground into pieces.

Precisely because it is Ether, it must be knocked down from omniscience.

Precisely because of the fear of the Tong family's Ether attainments, they would go to such great lengths. I don't know how many mirror-system Heaven-Chosen were dispatched behind the scenes to create illusions and noise, disrupting observation and phenomena.

And I don't know how many peers are still hidden, laying a net under the disrupted water surface.

It's like a vast fog suddenly arriving. Everything that was once clearly visible and so distinct suddenly became a mirror flower and water moon, and could no longer be seen clearly.

"If you can't see it clearly, then you can't see it clearly."

The old man's fingers stroked the rough purple sand, saying slowly: "The plot is not beautiful if it is omniscient. Sometimes, chasing and guessing is also a kind of fun."

"No wonder others say Ether is a riddle-maker." Tong Ting sighed helplessly: "I get angry when I hear it, can't you just be straightforward when you talk to me?"

"No."

The old Heaven-Human mocked and smiled: "Others can, but you can't. You must 'listen'—otherwise, why is the Tong family's title 'Heavenly Hearing' and not 'Heavenly Eye'?"

He raised his eyes and glanced at his successor: "Why don't you call yourself Tong Guan."

Tong Ting was silent.

【Initial Six, Tong Guan; the villain is not to blame, the gentleman is stingy】

The general meaning refers to the gentleman seeing his true nature, while the villain is ignorant and lost, unable to reflect on himself. The meaning of Tong Guan here, like a child's view, is shallow, childish, biased to one corner, and unable to look at the overall situation.

The name Tong Guan is instead derogatory.

As for the difference between Heavenly Hearing and Heavenly Eye...

"Generally speaking, Heavenly Hearing is always much worse than Heavenly Eye. Within the Ether Dao, the Tong family as an upstart lacks foundation and is always a head lower than the enemies in the Central City.

After a long time, everyone feels this way—"

The contemporary one reached here and sneered: "But do you think the blind old lady of the enemy dares to say this in front of me?"

The Ether Dao does not take pride in prominence and force, but focuses on long-term survival and prosperity. Therefore, it never appears on the stage, exists behind the scenes for a long time, is kind to others, has few enemies, and turns hostility into friendship.

Proud of foresight and prophecy, those who are good at fighting naturally have no glorious achievements.

From this point of view, the enemy who claims to be the Heavenly Eye is naturally a step higher than the Heavenly Hearing.

Eyes and ears have high and low differences. Listening with ears is destined to be inferior to the directness and clarity of eyes.

But precisely because of this, everyone will habitually pay attention to and rely on that pair of eyes that is most easily deceived.

But because of this, they forget that when the storm strikes, in the chaotic phenomena full of killing intent, in the darkness of life and death, ears are much more useful than eyes!

The deaf are good at seeing, the blind are good at listening.

The essence of the Heavenly Hearing Dao lies in placing pieces in the dark and taking the lead in chaos!

Or to put it in simpler terms, that is peers killing peers!

"It's just walking in the dark at night. Others have already set up the stage for you, and I, this old thing, am backing you up behind the scenes." The old man sneered, "What are you still hesitating about?"

Tong Ting was silent for a moment, sighed: "I really don't have any confidence."

"No confidence? It's right to have no confidence."

The old man looked down contemptuously at the thick darkness spreading from the night in the distance, but from the gaze of those eyes, the infinite darkness seemed to boil, disturb, and surge.

It was as if an invisible palm roughly disrupted everything, disturbed the stagnant water, stirred up the spread of mud, and the scattered phenomena and clues were entangled in thousands of threads, turning into a mess that no one could untie.

Thus, even the last wisp of starlight was swallowed by the dark clouds.

Silence for ten thousand miles.

Only the sound of insects rang out.

"Now, no one has any confidence."

In the darkness, a mocking sigh came: "The night is dark and the wind is high, hanging cars and binding horses... on a dead road, what does it matter if a few more unlucky ghosts fall from the cliff?"

(End of chapter)