Chapter 504: with translation of chapter title

Capital Military Region

In the solemnly guarded encirclement, Luofeng clenched his fists, emitting a beast-like low growl from his throat.

"Lin An! I will kill you!"

Looking at his severely wounded, dying father, Luo Haishan, he felt his rage almost blinding his mind.

Dead, all dead...

A scene of utter devastation.

In the High Level residential area at the core zone, a huge pit remains.

Reduced to ashes.

Two hours ago, uncle, younger brother, mother... even the driver.

Anyone involved in the 81st Meme incident is dead.

A total of four hundred fifty-one people died in the Meme's revenge.

Even his father was severely wounded in this crisis, and whether he can be saved remains unknown.

Such a large family can be said to have only him left.

The Huang and Wang families are also as angry as he is.

Everyone wants to kill Lin An to avenge the blood feud.

As children of the High Level, most of them know part of the Inside Information.

The Meme's loss of control is inseparable from Nie Ping.

In the information they possess, Nie Ping himself belongs to the neutral faction, in other words, the faction that supports Lin An.

It doesn't take much thought to realize that as soon as Lin An makes a move, problems immediately arise in the capital.

Moreover, the blame is directed straight at them.

Who did this goes without saying.

"Lawless and outrageous!"

"You neutral faction! Are you planning to betray the nation!?"

"You dare attack your own people! This is the capital! Are you crazy?"

Fury unbounded.

The Wang family's Wang Hai, appointed as head of the Capital Logistics Department, could no longer suppress the anger in his chest, pointing at the silent neutral faction and shouting angrily:

"Where is Nie Ping!?"

"What sheer audacity!"

"If he dares to assault us today, tomorrow Nie Ping will dare to strike at the chairman! What kind of person is this, so utterly deranged!"

"Cough, cough."

Most of the neutral faction's officers and High Level were bewildered; a middle-aged man in a windbreaker lightly coughed twice and said in a gloomy tone:

"Wang Hai, watch your words."

"I can understand your emotions being out of control, after all your son died."

"But, some things must not be said recklessly."

"What evidence do you have that General Nie Ping did this?"

"Putting it bluntly, the Meme incident was caused by you, and the capital has already paid enough to protect you."

"These people... ah no, your son."

"They deserved to die."

Unfazed by Wang Hai's murderous expression, the man in the windbreaker replied leisurely, completely indifferent.

Everyone felt a jolt in their hearts.

Only Lord Xiahua would dare speak like that.

Luofeng's face turned so grim upon hearing it that it seemed water could drip from it.

"Not Nie Ping?"

"Then tell me! Why did the Meme lose control! Why did all of Nie Ping's subordinates withdraw!"

"This is clearly using power for personal gain! Putting it bluntly, this is simply buying time for Lin An!"

The middle-aged man called Xiahua shook his head, feigning a sigh:

"Little brat, watch your words."

"The 81st Meme was already about to lose control."

"It won't kill all the original participants; it will only grow stronger."

"Don't even think about shirking responsibility and pushing the blame onto others."

"First, the Meme must be resolved, and the original participants must die. Otherwise, the death toll could be far higher."

"So these people deserve to die; your claim that Nie Ping attacked the High Level is sheer nonsense."

"If you say anything like that again, don't blame me for having the law enforcement squad arrest you on charges of slandering the High Level!"

"Don't think you can speak recklessly just because your father is Luo Haishan!"

Having said that, the man let out a cold laugh.

"If you want to blame someone, blame them for why they ever did such a deranged thing, killing that girl!"

"This Meme could have been resolved long ago, but it's only because some people couldn't bear to lose their sons that we've come to this!"

"What? If you want to blame something, blame the Meme, go seek revenge on the monster!"

The neutral faction, just having been scolded from head to toe, now felt only relief.

Still, only Lord Xiahua dared to say it.

To be honest, they really don't know what happened.

Nie Ping never greeted them.

However, this group of people who died at the Meme's hands also deserve to die in their hearts.

To delay the Meme's revenge, large numbers of soldiers sacrifice every day.

Even though they know it's uncontrollable, they insist on clinging to fantasies and dragging it out.

Even if General Nie Ping really did let it out on purpose, that would still be right.

If we keep dragging this on, everyone will be dragged down!

"Good!"

Gritting his teeth, Luofeng forcibly suppressed his anger.

Facing the man in the windcoat, he knew his identity posed no threat whatsoever to him.

Arrest himself?

He believed the other party really could do such a thing.

The other party's status is no less than his father's.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes filled with ruthlessness:

"Lord Xiahua, I was overly agitated earlier; please don't take it to heart."

"I really shouldn't have doubted General Nie Ping."

Having said that, he shifted his tone:

"Just, General Nie Ping suddenly disappeared, and his subordinates had problems. This matter ought to have some explanation, right?"

"Moreover, wasn't Lin An recently openly proclaiming his independence?"

"My lord, how do you intend to handle this matter!"

"Shouldn't we immediately order his execution! To uphold justice."

The man in the windcoat frowned slightly after hearing that, then casually replied:

"Nie Ping and Lihao went to the underground city."

"The remaining high-level officials are also discussing other matters."

"For such matters, we'll wait until they finish before making a decision."

"Lin An?"

He shook his head.

He belongs neither to the neutral faction nor to any other faction.

He came today purely to resolve the Meme incident.

By the way, he also disliked this group of people, so he casually threw in a couple of remarks.

As for the struggles among the three factions, he couldn't be bothered to get involved.

Seeing that Xiahua had no intention of stopping him, Luofeng forcibly suppressed his anger, then turned and left:

"Call an emergency meeting!"

"We'll set the plan, and as soon as the high-level officials finish their business over there, we'll immediately report the situation to them!"

"Lin An! He must die!"

"I believe the capital's high-level officials think the same!"

Underground city.

In the dim underground city, Nie Ping walked leisurely beside Lihao.

"You look more and more like a machine."

Nie Ping casually sized up Lihao, who floated nearby in midair, his chest brimming with strong energy, and spoke.

"You've got a sun inside your body? Is it hot?"

He was somewhat curious.

Lihao helplessly shook his head, his voice metallic:

"Not hot..."

"It's not a sun; it's an artificial fusion core."

"Let's not talk about that."

"Do you really have such high hopes for Lin An?"

Looking at his old comrade-in-arms, Lihao let out an inexplicable sigh.

He knows everything about external affairs, including what the true high-level officials know happened.

Hearing Lihao's question, Nie Ping sighed and shook his head:

"There's no such thing as being optimistic or not; I just think he hasn't done anything wrong."

"However, that kid is indeed absurdly strong; why don't you try cultivating him? Keeping an extra preparation is also good."

"Moreover..."

"Actually, I'm not really acquainted with that kid; it was 'he' who contacted me."

"Who knows what that guy is up to; anyway, I just lent him a small hand..."

"A small favor?"

Lihao gave him a deep, meaningful look:

"This is no small favor."

"Do you know how many people think you've gone too far? After all, this is the capital."

"Lin An's strength is indeed not bad; I've watched his battle process."

But if he takes Lin An as hope, I can only say, I'm really disappointed.

Lin An, there's no hope of resisting the Apocalypse. Moreover, there are too many hidden dangers.

Nie Ping frowned dissatisfied after hearing that.

You all just think you're doing the right thing.

Lin An's hidden danger is just those memories, right? Who said memory removal was very successful back then? What are you afraid of?

Even if the memories remain, frankly, I think it's much better than your plan.

'He' is much smarter than you all.

Looking into the distance, his voice echoed.

If Lin An is only a threat to 'us,' then your plan is practically suicide!

Cooperating with Demonic Beasts—how could you even think of that!

Aren't you afraid that releasing them will doom all humanity?

The underground city, reaching depths of several thousand meters, is a vast void like deep within the earth.

Nie Ping finished speaking and then stared fixedly into the distance.

Over four million Awakened Ones in the legion, questioned by countless people as to where the Military Region's Awakened Ones have gone.

At this moment, gathered on the steel city wall a hundred meters high, the horizon cannot be seen at a glance.

Opposite where they stand guard.

It is a massive bronze door that fills the entire field of view.

Countless savage roars echo faintly.